Candles
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have cross’d the bar.
~Tennyson
Dearest Roxanne:
It's only one short year ago that we met (Mel & Josie, my parents) you and Gordie at St. Paul's Hospital! When I shared the your post them, there were tears!!! They absolutely loved sharing time with you and you will always be special to them and I across the miles! We are so very sorry to hear of your great loss and know that we are thinking about you and sending you hugs across the miles! Love and prayers to you at this difficult time! Your friends from Humboldt, Sask!