Change of Ritual









This year’s All Souls Day was so different

From those of years gone by in many a way,

For at September’s end my heart was rent-

I lost my love and could but weep and pray



The priest stood by the altar, dressed in white

He read a somewhat altered ritual,

And from a sturdy booklet did recite.

The names of the departed loved ones all..



And after having read a name - a toll

In honor of the dead gave soft a clang,

It rang and knelled for each departed soul-

How pleadingly it chimed and tolled and rang!.



Supported by my faithful friends I sat

And heard the plea: “Exaudi Domine!”

“Et lux perpetua  ei luceat!-”

The words of the quaint Latin liturgy.



The reading of the names went on and on,

So many people must have lately died.

“Marie Calucci,- dong - Joe Patterson”-

The chime begged: “Lord give them eternal light.!”



Name,  - Dong! - with even regularity

They alternated,  but the name of his

Had not yet rung  and I impatiently

Placed on the rose I held a furtive kiss. .



I could not wait my darling’s name to hear,

Invoked and prayed for in this sacred rite;

At last it came - I heard it loud and clear

And knew my Stevie-boy was in the Light.









The chiming echoed up the church’s vault,

And far beyond into a lustrous sphere,

My spouse, my precious darling had been called

Away from my embrace-and yet was near.



Deep in my heart resounded a sweet chord;

My Stephen,  freed from pain  and dread constraints;

Has seen and known the goodness of the Lord

In the Communion of all the Saints





















In memory of my beloved husband Stephen







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