MORE THAN SUNDAY DINNER
The best tasting meal I ever had,
Was First Sunday after
Pleasant Service Past.
Tasty as it truly was,
It was fellowship that
Filled
My empty belly,
Stayed and Last.
Leftovers I took with me
To Share, and Pass
To all that
Came to dine,
To See, and Be.
As filling as that Dinner
Was To Me.
I become more full
When others
Pull up a seat,
To Taste and See.
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