Anniversary
One year ago today..........This has been the longest year of my life.
I finally have accepted that my Dad is gone, he won't be back, I won't hear any more of his stories, won't be able to ask his advice.
With you a part of me hath passed away:
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, If I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, your mellow ease.
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,
What I keep of you, or you rob from me.
George Santayana Sonnet II
I finally have accepted that my Dad is gone, he won't be back, I won't hear any more of his stories, won't be able to ask his advice.
With you a part of me hath passed away:
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, If I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, your mellow ease.
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,
What I keep of you, or you rob from me.
George Santayana Sonnet II