Samhain
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Thinner the veil,
Older the year.
Between the worlds
Shadows appear,
Straddling the times.
We feel the past
Stamped on our brows.
Nothing will last.
Fields are now bare,
Soon comes the cold.
Kindle the flame
That we may hold
Space for a while,
Honor the dead,
Thank for the harvest,
Offer the bread.
October 30, 2016
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2016
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