Fine spring sunshine
still drops of rain fall
reviving fond images
of our other hero
greatly missed
4th April, 1983
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Fishing for Rainbows in Uncharted Waters
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Macfarlane's Ark
'T was such a little, little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
’T was such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the coast;
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
Emily Dickinson (1830–86).
That toddled down the bay!
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
’T was such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the coast;
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
Emily Dickinson (1830–86).
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A Braw Wedding
Laughing Dan
" I know not how, but as I count
the beads of former years,
old laughter catches in my throat
with the very feel of tears."
Robert Louis Stevenson
1 comment:
I still miss my Dad so much- just like Alex, Margaret, Jim, Carol and Andrew miss theirs!! He was the best.
Love
Morag
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