>>  Tuesday, December 16, 2014

This week I lost a friend of 14 years.

Rainbows lost their leader.

Guiding lost a true guiding light.

A family lost a wife and mother.

As a Guider for over 10 years, I never heard her get shouty, even her strict was gentle.  She was permanently nice to everyone.  I don't believe for one minute she didn't get frustrated or annoyed but she always showed her kind, caring nature.  She really cared that the people around her were happy.

The politeness, happy, caring nature of her children are testimony to her outlook on life.

A new hole in my life.  A friend shaped hole that can never be filled.


W. H. Auden
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.


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