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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392562" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Upon The Eve of All Hallows {Sonnet For The Saints}</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stories from th' grave, speak their tales on wind's of faith<br>Methodically, we lay our wreaths 'an sweet moon orchids<br>Standing o'er th' steel-grey rock, with conscientious hope<br>Our whispered prayer somehow touch th' soul we beckon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death's voice....cannot be qualified 'less you've been there<br>Yet, i've heard premonitions voice.....choirs with credence<br>Of Sunday verse sung by men....in black with collars white<br>Evoking th' fear of God- for when our winds of Death blow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stories from th' grave......shed no light upon those sleeping<br>Still, we follow old traditions, in hopes to find new answers<br>We'll speak to th' steel-grey stone, upon soft, unleveled soil<br>In hopes all these stories dark, be blest in God-Kissed Light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still many questions live, in deepest sleep, with our Saint's<br>Perhaps somewher' beyond all this lay th' hallowed answers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+James+Ryan+Jr.">Frank James Ryan Jr.</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392562" data-title="Upon The Eve of All Hallows {Sonnet For The Saints} de Frank James Ryan Jr." data-description="Stories from th' grave, speak their tales on wind's of faith Methodically, we lay our wreaths 'an sweet moon orchids Standing o'er th' steel-grey rock, with conscientious hope Our whispered prayer somehow touch th' soul we beckon Death's voice......"></div> </div> </div>
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