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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ice formed in craggy spirals upside down and billowed on the outstretched arms of the sleeping winter Willow awaiting Spring’s warm charm misted sunlight peered through in sheer shafts of glistening frozen crystals as the melting ice dripped nature’s tears falling upon the cold gripped ground next to a wistful headstone where his name aroused memories from past years loved one’s gathered in close circles walking together with careful footsteps on chilled lawns frozen feet stood still with inquisitive squirrels listening to mournful voices singing along in sullen murmuration of whimpering hymns and song in a dirge of grief, we braved this day amid rooted sorrow and lingering loss notes fondly resonated in prayer that conveys the passing of a loved one’s life who in death has crossed while embracing the remembrance of his life with praise quietly two white doves feathered in pure white lifted while lamenting a somber cooing yawl soaring above the tree line towards ethereal heights stirring the clouds above the weeping and grief struck pall as we gathered in procession leaving the dead man’s rite death reaches with a cold hand It freezes within us and grasps then grips love’s feelings we sleep with the winter Willow and on frozen feet we stand then melt like ice with tears of grief for our healing while the flowers we offer kindle the grace our hopes demand
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