No hope that ever warmed a
human heart
Was lost when that heart crumbled into
dust:
The dreams that woke the sunrise of the
world are ours—
Our dead walk with us daily, hand in
hand.
But every joy we know to give or keep;
By hearts more gentle, and by eyes more
true,
They are our own, and undivided still.
In memory! In memory of the
dead!
In tenderness and hope for all who live!
Peace with you, ye that lie at rest!
Hope with you, ye that live and yet must
face
The pain of living!
In memory, in hope, in tenderness!
--Sharlot Mabridth Hall
(1870–1943), "Memoriam," Cactus and Pine: Songs of the Southwest,
1910
Dia de Muertos is a memorial
festival, all about remembering and honoring the dead. It’s held in the
beginning of November. Come see our display with more information about Dia de
Muertos traditions, including movies, cookbooks, and coloring pages.
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| Dia de Muertos |
-MJD
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