The Old Mission Road
By the shade of a sad willow tree
the road lead to old land.
The markings of hardships remained
and echoed the joy of triumphs.
As the padre walked the streets of kindness
the church blesses the road.
His silent footsteps reaching out
to touch the ways of the old.
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