Poem: Palm Sunday

Welcome the King

The slow tread of animal feet

The swirling dust of a village street

The rising sound of loud hosannas

Palm branches scattered to welcome the King.

The slow tread of weary feet

The mocking taunts of a scourge’s beat

The rising sound of a hammer’s fall

A crown of thorns to welcome the King.

D Hayes (Poem first created on 10th April 1987)

Poem: Sing Like An Angel

Sing Like An Angel

Sing like an angel and open your voice

Sing like an angel to praise and rejoice

Sing like an angel and float through the air

Sing like an angel to banish despair

Sing like an angel and send your notes high

Sing like an angel to brighten the sky

Sing like an angel and reach heaven’s height

Sing like an angel with praise and delight

Sing like an angel and join heaven’s choir

Then sing with the angels in joyful desire!

D Hayes (2017)