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LOST RITUAL
Once upon a time, getting ready for service on a Sunday morning was a family ritual,
now it's just some basic routine.
Then we'd awake to the harmony of hymns suiting the season.
For Christmas it was 'Silent Night' and for Easter 'Hallelujah'.
Compelled to rise you either choose 6 or 5 or you face the sticks, trust me don't dive.
At least we got a choice, either way.
Don't dwell on the past, let's face our reality.
A ritual that has lost it's meaning and importance.
It's now a basic routine on repeat I guess.
Absence they say makes the heart grow fonder, but the absence of this has made my world go out of order.
© immaculee-marie
now it's just some basic routine.
Then we'd awake to the harmony of hymns suiting the season.
For Christmas it was 'Silent Night' and for Easter 'Hallelujah'.
Compelled to rise you either choose 6 or 5 or you face the sticks, trust me don't dive.
At least we got a choice, either way.
Don't dwell on the past, let's face our reality.
A ritual that has lost it's meaning and importance.
It's now a basic routine on repeat I guess.
Absence they say makes the heart grow fonder, but the absence of this has made my world go out of order.
© immaculee-marie
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