Poem: Lament for All Souls' Day
LAMENT FOR ALL SOULS’ DAY
Let the night watch continue
It did not end that eve
Your mem’ry lives in bone and sinew
Of all who here believe.
As Christ received your blessed soul
Brought it to Spring, from Fall,
He will be there at each bell’s toll
Accepting one and all.
I hear the lych owl’s mournful cry,
I know it cries for me,
But though I’m made of dust, to die,
My home’s eternity.
©2017 Lewis A. Kocher
Let the night watch continue
It did not end that eve
Your mem’ry lives in bone and sinew
Of all who here believe.
As Christ received your blessed soul
Brought it to Spring, from Fall,
He will be there at each bell’s toll
Accepting one and all.
I hear the lych owl’s mournful cry,
I know it cries for me,
But though I’m made of dust, to die,
My home’s eternity.
©2017 Lewis A. Kocher
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