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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I heard an angel speak last night and he said, "Write". I sat in darkened silence, pondering the words. As dawn shed light on me, I knew just what to say. I was taken back in time to days before my teens when friends and me would walk atop a stone wall surrounding the local cemetary. We tracked throughout the graves and stones of lives that time had left alone. We tried to read the names and dates but some were so old and weathered that that their memories were almost wiped away. But the thing I remember most of all was the stone angels that stood in vast array. Guarding over the dead until their souls would rise again in the promise. We believed this to be true because the town was small and the churches were many. So we knew the lives were close in the chain of time and death did not end their rhyme. Sculptors erected the angels to honor the past and inspire the future. To let all who came there in life and death know that we have a common bond that brings us together. A common bond and a spiritual thether. There were statues of Jesus and statues of angels. Hands folded in prayer and arms raised to heaven. Eyes looking upward and eyes to the ground. Every statue was spiritually profound. Stone angels that spread from the graves to the gates. We, as children, were humbled by the devotion and dedications left behind by those that believed and loved. I can only hope that the angels of stone can be and have been replaced by angels of light. Rockman :-) (For the Constance La France contest, "Angels In The Cemetary".) I also dedicate this to my mother. May she rest in peace and bathe in the glory.
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