MUSINGS

September 1, 2014

We should go out in a blaze of glory after a life well lived.

Instead of aches and pains we ride a glorious chariot into the sunset

Instead of dimming eyesight we see the beauty of the earth

Instead of duller sound we hear the music of the spheres.

Instead of the rush of duties we enjoy a well-earned rest.

Instead of pain and sorrow we only remember the lessons.

 

I know it’s a long good bye

But we shall meet again

And we shall meet friends...

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