Squeezed between Good Friday and Easter,
Ignored by preachers and painters and poets,
Saturday lies cold and dark and silent –
An unbearable pause between death and life.
There are many Saturday people
To whom Easter does not come.
Squeezed between Good Friday and Easter,
Ignored by preachers and painters and poets,
Saturday lies cold and dark and silent –
An unbearable pause between death and life.
There are many Saturday people
To whom Easter does not come.
Notes from the Compiler
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