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Memorium 25 - 06 - 17

A ship sails and I stand watching

till she fades on the horizon

and someone at my side says

'She is gone'

Gone where?

Gone from my sight, that is all;

she is just as large as when

I saw her,

The diminished size and total loss of

sight is in me, not in her,

and just at that moment

when someone at my side says,

'She is gone'

there are others who

are watching her coming

and other voices take up

a glad shout,

'Here she comes, she is here'.

Anniversaries & Prayers Requested

(Suspended until September)

May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed rest in peace.