Also butterflies in the sky.
If beauty is what you seek
They satisfy the eye.
Once we saw a double one
Rainbows I'm speaking of.
Then low flying butterflies
Filled the sky above.
Amazingly in Israel
In the upper room
As we stood there praying
A white dove appeared from out the gloom.
Darkened hallways were gloomy
On that rainy day.
We hurried to our busses
But wished that we could stay.
We gathered in the chapel
In Nazareth one day.
For mass around the altar
Our Jewish guide stayed to pray.
He prayed with us each time we stopped.
A holy man was he.
His name was Sheptai, he was nice.
Said "Not to vorrey", then said "See!"
In Canna we repeated
Our holy wedding vow.
Next we found a small cafe
Which had delicious chow.
Our trip to Italy was exciting.
Such grandeur made us awed.
We sang in eight part harmony.
Giving glory to our God.
The exquisite art in Italy
Took our breath away.
Yet Israel's simplicity
Really made our day.
To think we walked the vary streets
Our Blessed Lord had trod!
Was almost more than we could stand
When bowing t o our Lord.
Walking the Via Della Rosa,
Jesus suffered so for us.
Thinking about our Savior,
Teary eyed we got back on the bus.
We will never forget those trips we took.
We have pictures which we bought.
We reminisce when viewing them
Bringing rich memories to thought.
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