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Requiescant In Pace (An Epitaph)
MN (12/17/33 / Chicago, Illinois)

Requiescant In Pace (An Epitaph)

Poem By Mary Naylor

Tread softly, brothers and sisters,
For here slumber the slaughtered children of Darfur.
This little one clasps her hands, as if still praying to her God.
Nearby rest their butchered mothers and fathers.
May good angels cover them all softly with sod.

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Hauntingly lovely. I am sure that good angels are watching over these precious children. Take care. Love, Sandra
You image is superbly sad and achingly simple. I beautiful epitaph penned without sentimentality. What a waste? What a terrible waste... love, Allie xxxx