Sunset in Redlands, January 2010 |
Robbie and I have now been without you for three months as of last Thursday the 17th. Robbie tries to be of comfort. He is constantly with me and gives me dog hugs the best he can. He misses you too.
If you had been a poet, I think this would be something you would write:
When I come to the end of my journey
and I travel my last weary mile,
just forget, if you can, that I ever frowned
and remember only the smile.
Forget unkind words I have spoken;
remember some good I have done.
Forget that I've stumbled and blundered
and sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
and won, ere the close of the day.
Then forget to grieve for my going;
I would not have you sad for a day,
but in summer just gather some flowers
and remember the place where I lay,
and come in the shade of the evening
where the sun paints the sky in the west.
Stand for a few moments beside me
and remember only my best.
I do remember only your best. I love you and miss you.
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