Book Title: I'm Packing Things for Heaven
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Lonely shoes
I’ll bow with my condolences
Obligatory grace
And when events
Have reached an end
The church an empty place
You’ll never know a tear was cried
For no one there will tell
The tears that filled a thousand cracks
Where holy spirits dwell
And rolled along the wooden planks
That lay beneath the pews
Where mourners come to say goodbye
And leave in lonely shoes.
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