With you a part of me hath passed away;
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, if I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, and young hearts ease,
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,--
What I keep of you, or you rob from me.
"In Memoriam"
George Santayana
6 comments:
Jane, I am so saddened to hear about your young nephew's death. My prayers and thoughts are with you and his family at this difficult time. Much love and sympathy from California.
Carmen, thank you. I feel your love.
This kind of a loss makes us all feel so helpless.
I'm so sorry to hear of your sad news. Know that there's someone in Australia who is sending good vibes, hugs and thoughts your way.
Kath, thank you very much. That gives me a nice feeling.
Very sorry to hear of the death. May the family and you be comforted during this time, by the Angels Wings.
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