Doug Blair

Rookie - 158 Points (April 6,1951 / London, Ontario, Canada)

Under The Canvas - Poem by Doug Blair

It all made sense,
Or so it seemed
That fateful summer’s day.
The drive from town
The Gospel tent
The smiles along the way.
The splendid white
Pitched on the green
The benches set for praise
The signs that spoke
Of rest and peace
The hope of cleaner days.
I hitched a ride
With friends from work.
They thought it was a lark
To check the
“Holy Rollers” out,
Their doings after dark.
But once inside
We felt the hush
Of God-expectancy.
Of Christ brought low
That we might know
The heights of heart set free.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 18, 2013

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