Best Saints Day Poems

Walking down to cemetery
with their pretty chrysanthemums,
the people talk their way to graves.
They hang out, if they want, all day.

With their pretty chrysanthemums,
they do make...

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Today’s feast is All Saints day.
Do you have any friends there
With whom you’d like to pray?
Ask them to say one for you.
They will, you know.
They...

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No more labeled by one's admission
Once a man's earthly life ends in
The place waiting for some negotiation
The creator there accepts All Saints

No one would be...

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"Alas, ancient Celtic festival of Samhain; 
When people would light bonfires; 
And wear costumes to ward off ghosts,
Yon fearsome hosts;
Halloween oh! Hallowe'en,
Also known as All...

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On the eve of All Saints Day known as Halloween
We've a night where nothing is ever as it seems
 
Abraham, Martin and John hosted a...

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HALLOWEEN  IS  HERE  .

GHOSTS  HAVE  THEIR  GHOULISH  NIGHT ,  BUT ....

" ALL - SAINTS-DAY " AWAITS ...

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The day the world died!


Have you ever wondered why tribes and peoples from ancient times, until now have a day to remember and honor the...

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Candles lit to light their way
Honoring loved ones gone away
Remaining through hearts and memories a part of them will forever stay
For the deceased, this is...

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Holidays with a change in the weather

      It starts with a chill in the air.  January the first day...

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Deepavali night it was, the festival of light,
East to west,north to south, the whole of India was lit up and looked so bright.

Empty, dark sky...

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This All Saints Sunday, names were read,
The newly born, the lately dead,
The names of those who were baptized,
The names of those lives finalized.
God's blessings stamped...

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The River of Life flows on (poem)

We all remember our ups and downs, and our smiles to our frowns.

It is beautiful like a crown, a...

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I was visited by three ghosts
Each night until All Saints Day

Unlike Scrooge
I asked for the ghosts to visit
the ghosts were known to me
in life

The veil...

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October was dying, down of All Saints' Day,
yet we abandoned our dead,
and moved forward into wet snow wilderness.
Fallen city, burning ruins were our only candle
for...

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An ancient story 
from the emerald isle 
the jewel of every 
Irish heart treasured 
unwrapping it's beauty 
waves of green 
descent a 
world over 
spilling...

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