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Daddy Doesn’t go to the Altar Anymore
Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore
He still puts an envelope in the plate when it comes around Seems to like all the new music, never complains about The Sound He still claps during the songs, but sits closer to the back door And Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore He smiles and greets folks, shakes a hand of someone across the aisle, Says “Amen” during the sermon, Pastor’s jokes make him smile We still go to church every Sunday just like before But Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore During the sermon, He used to be the loudest one-the first on his feet He’d tell us kids that The Word was our spiritual meat But yesterday during the preaching, his eyes were heavy and I thought I heard him snore And Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore Last Sunday, Mom took us kids to Church without him, she says he wasn’t feeling good But when we got home, he was listening to music and had cooked our favorite food Up until this day, no one took a bite until Daddy prayed No grace this time, He just started eating, unlike I’d ever seen before Things have sure changed, since Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore I over heard him tell Mama, out of Life he wanted more So he took a part time job every Sunday, goes in early to open the store Mama cries at church a lot now... and Daddy doesn’t go to The Altar anymore. By Nik Schexnayder |
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