On Death Most Restful

There're rare sacred spectacles of beauty can be found,
Where angels protect all that is earth and bone,
Sleeping beyond the mist in consecrated ground,
At rest and at peace - below chiseled stone,

And grandest are the elements of a forever expressed,
By those made to sleep longest, and lie lowest,
For, for all their wanting they shall remain at loving rest,
Where it is inevitable their time shall run slowest,

( Forever then, let our warmth be with those below us. )

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) Ireland

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Link to the graphic . . .

http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l72/IrishTommyMoranSinnFeinIrelandtomoboy/on%20death%20most%20restful1.jpg

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From The Desk of The Author:

I am still trying to work out problems found with Photobucket and am in touch. As soon as this matter is solved I'll once again post poem graphics.

Sorry to you all, and, thank ye for your patience.

tommy boy moran / Ireland

http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l72/IrishTommyMoranSinnFeinIrelandtomoboy/on%2520death%2520most%2520restful1.jpg

good imagery. I always find it very restful to see cemetaries.