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Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here.
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light,
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
For the longest time I thought that poem was by Mark Twain. He used it as an epitaph on his daughter's tombstone. Didn't realize till I was looking for it one time to say at a funeral that it was actually written by Robert Richardson.
Probably why I had a hard time looking it up all those years ago.
I didn't go to the funeral this time, it would have hurt her too much. I couldn't even risk sneaking in, she is too much her father's daughter and would have known to look in all the shadows where I'd normally tuck myself away.
Doctor? I have a job and would like to contribute to food or whatever you need here on the TARDIS. I'm not here to free load off you.
Shine kindly here.
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light,
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
For the longest time I thought that poem was by Mark Twain. He used it as an epitaph on his daughter's tombstone. Didn't realize till I was looking for it one time to say at a funeral that it was actually written by Robert Richardson.
Probably why I had a hard time looking it up all those years ago.
I didn't go to the funeral this time, it would have hurt her too much. I couldn't even risk sneaking in, she is too much her father's daughter and would have known to look in all the shadows where I'd normally tuck myself away.
Doctor? I have a job and would like to contribute to food or whatever you need here on the TARDIS. I'm not here to free load off you.