An Empty Church

by Ellen Bailey

A little church is standing all alone
In a small coal mining town
People had to leave their homes
Because the coal mines shut down

The church is waiting in welcome
But nobody goes there to pray
It appears to be just a skeleton
For all it's worshippers are away

The church waits with open doors
But prayers inside will go unsaid
People who lived and prayed there
Had to leave and earn some bread

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