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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She Lit up the Candles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When <br>her daughter died<br>she said<br>there is no God <br>in Heaven.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Still <br>the years<br>floated away<br>with the waters<br>of the rivers<br>as life<br>went on.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One day<br>returning home<br>from <br>the frozen street<br>she <br>opened the door<br>and stared into<br>the gloaming space<br>of <br>a widowed room.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She <br>uttered <br>a soft sigh<br>and covered her<br>ailing shoulders<br>with a scarf.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And then<br>she lit up the candles <br>and prayed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In <br>her struggle<br>with God<br>she got<br>the lower hand.</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=Paul+Hartal">Paul Hartal</a></strong></div>