A Poem
Linda from widow group sent us all this poem by Emily Dickinson. I thought is was blogworthy :O)
Look back on time with kindly eyes
he doubtless did his best;
how softly sinks his trembling sun
in human nature's west.
he doubtless did his best;
how softly sinks his trembling sun
in human nature's west.
-b
3 comments:
mmmmmmmmm
I've always loved that poem. While it outwardly talks about how we look back with a certain fondness(as in looking back to the west at the sunset, with its golden hues), it also implies new possibilities with the morning to come (since the writer is walking to the east). Beautiful poem and sentiment for your group.
Love it.
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