<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=401144" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Graveside Reflections</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A black trickle of mourners were sucked reluctantly towards the clayless plug-hole, <br>A ninety-one year old life, about to be consumed by the ground.<br>I prayed her spirit was soaring above in a heavenly orbit, <br>I recoiled at the notion of her lingering at some lost and found.<br>I embraced many tearful by-standers, looking to reassure but as much to seek reassurance, <br>That at my journey's end, my soul too, shall find safekeeping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Greg+Costello">Greg Costello</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=401144" data-title="Graveside Reflections de Greg Costello" data-description="A black trickle of mourners were sucked reluctantly towards the clayless plug-hole, A ninety-one year old life, about to be consumed by the ground. I prayed her spirit was soaring above in a heavenly orbit, I recoiled at the notion of her linger..."></div> </div> </div>

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