‘A SONG WAS SUNG’ By Seth Finnegan

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With every rung, a song was sung

In climbing up to Reuben

To overcome my fear

My dread of heights

But lights of warmth

Were waiting there

Clouds cupped in gold

A sun so born of colour corn

The sky a radius of blue

And earth banks glossed a beryl green

I lit my pipe

Relaxed against the scaffold bars

The silent stars which dust the night

Were sleeping out of view

We talked

From different worlds away we were

To find some common ground up there

On boards and planks

With thoughts of thanks

Where angels stop to stare

Descent was slow

But blessing shared was faith imbued

And comfort with a smoke

The light of life itself renewed

Faith solid as an oak

And rich, sweet tobacco

By Seth Finnegan

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