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Patti Bradfíeld of Seattle, WA sent this poem written for her
Great Grandmother Albína Sveinsdóttir’s sister, who died
young, possibly in childbirth. Kristín and Albína were
Sveinn Sveinsson’s daughters.
Kristín Ingibjörg Sveinsdóttir
Although the sun sinks towards the ocean
and the cold night covers the earth
and the tears of sorrow fall
of cheeks, it passes fast
for the wound of sorrow's tears will heal
from last remembered quiet sleep
Although tears will fall down friend's cheeks
and the gentlest rose of hope will fade
and the sun looks like it has set
and all lights of joy have gone out
one thing comforts one here
in the another life we shall meet again
Why were you, young maiden of joy, touched
by the horrible hands of death
why was your guileless tongue tied
which often made many happy
why did the lovely light of your eyes crack
and the beautiful rose of your cheeks
Take a trip...
PHOTO COURTESY OF KENT BJÖRNSSON
Oh God knows which gives life
and changes cry to joy
He is our shelter, comfort, shield
and gives us our last peace
He lead you from the worlds sorrows
and healed the wound's of the heart
He took you to his gentle bosom
on your cold time of death
You now sleep in content calmness
where heavy sorrow dwindles
you lived this life now
and then elapsed while young
for your lifetime was ended
and the trials of life were won
to heaven's chambers you left so gentle
then you elapsed from here
Th. Arnfjörð
PHOTO COURTESY OF VILMUNDUR KRISTjANSSON
PHOTO COURTESY OF VILMUNOUR KRISTJÁNSSON
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