Monday, April 6, 2009

Harsh Fate . . .

Just up the street from where I lived in Lancaster, PA, there was a beautiful old cemetery. In the Winter certain angels wore a covering of snow, and for others, having to spend eternity sleeping in the cold earth was a harsh fate. . . and they said so. . .
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1 comment:

Nathalie said...

ha ha !!!
Well spotted!