Sunday, 22 November 2015

Bear ~~ October 7, 2003 - November 21, 2015




Crossing the Bar
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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 a 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 crost the bar.





Music
By Ralph Waldo Emerson

Let me go where’er I will
I hear a sky-born music still:
It sounds from all things old,
It sounds from all things young;
From all that’s fair, from all that’s foul,
Peals out a cheerful song.
It is not only in the bird,
Not only where the rainbow glows,
Nor in the song of woman heard,
But in the darkest, meanest things
There always, always, something sings.
‘Tis not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cups of budding flowers,
Nor in the redbreast’s mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum and things
There always, always, something sings.
              



7 comments:

  1. Oh Cleo :( I'm so sorry.

    Lots of love,

    xxxxxxx

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  2. Sadness and grief are erased by joyous remembering. May your beautiful memories help you through this difficult time.

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  3. I'm sorry about your dog. I own a couple of dogs and they're getting up there. I will be sad to see them go. Beautiful poems.

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  4. So hard to loose a a good friend, time for comfort food, wine, book...or a long walk. Thinking of you.

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  5. Oh! Cleo...I am so very sorry! I know the pain of such a loss! Hopefully the memories that you cherish will soothe you a bit! Lots of love and prayers!

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  6. Thanks O, Ruth, R.T., Sharon, Nancy and Cirtnece for your condolences and kind comments. For 12 years he was my shadow; if I moved three feet, he'd move three feet. It's been really difficult to adjust to his absence. I never, ever realized just how much I'd miss him. At least it was quick ...... on Wednesday he was fine and on Saturday he was gone. The best thing that could have happened for him, but it was completely unexpected and so much harder for us. But it's time to get back to life and hopefully in time be able to cherish those happy memories.

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