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Room For One More
the church bell tolls
empty the hearse
I can't forget her final curse
sods fill the grave
I hear her words
in the elms shriek angry birds
they've all gone now
it starts to snow
her spirit just wont let me go
I rarely sleep
my life is tough
they didn't bury her deep enough
ten years go by
her plot's run wild
today's the funeral of our ch...
Monday 6th September 2021 10:54 am
Sacred Path
Sacred Path
we walked the ancient path together
where ancestors had worn the land
into a waypoint to the barrow
carefully observing rituals and customs
under azure skies we stumbled on our way
across this land of Albion
the hops the wheat the barley
bowing heads in solemn recognition
of the passing of souls
as we walked we talked of many things
...
Thursday 22nd February 2018 12:19 am

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