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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Th' White, Stone Crosses O' Donnegal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The today's begin- as the yesterday's, <br>frosted dew from th' nights cold mist<br>blanketing acres of serrate damp soil, <br>grassblades wear th' sun on their tips, <br>a peacefully warm white burst o' light, <br>perhaps, Mother Natures kinder side, <br>accomodations for they dwelling here, <br>boxed below th' sod, forever sleeping-<br>th' many souls of unfinished business, <br>far-long beyond injustice an' sacrifice, <br>taken young, for love of country, and-<br>buried in a sea of white stone crosses; <br>real names attached to dates and war, <br>the dates not nearly far enough apart, <br>an' their stories..... would pale a ghost. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'n, from th' Lowlands to th' Highlands, <br>past th' scarlett shores.....of Donnegal, <br>there be scant sod, for the future dead <br>as th' green turf, lo, has turned to sage<br>from th' souls asleep, numbered large; <br>th' red nascent sunset eclipsing arches, <br>shadows creep, gradually....hauntingly<br>o'er th' etchings.... of each white Cross<br>An' we visit.....lay down a silent prayer <br>that peace be found...within this yard <br>keep mem'ries warm in their eversleep<br>'neath th' chill o' the white stone cross.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Frank+James+Ryan+Jr.">Frank James Ryan Jr.</a></strong></div>