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In loving memory of Lynda, aka Barbara's oldest child, who tragically passed away.
It is so heartbroken! To lose a child is the worst thing which can happen to a parent and it has happened to my sweet friend, Barbara!
Barbara, my prayers, my heart, my thoughts are with you. I wish I could hug you tight - no words can lessen your sorrow, I know!
My most sincere condolences to you and to your family, dear Barbara!
Tomorrow at Dawn
Tomorrow, at dawn, the moment the countryside is washed with daylight,
I will leave. You see, I know that you wait for me.
I will go through forest, I will go across the mountains.
I cannot rest far from you for long.
I will trudge on, my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Without seeing what is outside of myself, without hearing a single sound,
Alone, unknown, back bent, hands crossed,
Sad, and the day for me will be like the night.
I will not look upon the golden sunset as night falls,
Nor the sailboats from afar that descend on Harfleur,
And when I arrive, I will place on your grave
A bouquet of holly and heather in bloom.
Poem by Victor Hugo - a French poet - written after the loss of his daughter.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demain_d…
It is so heartbroken! To lose a child is the worst thing which can happen to a parent and it has happened to my sweet friend, Barbara!
Barbara, my prayers, my heart, my thoughts are with you. I wish I could hug you tight - no words can lessen your sorrow, I know!
My most sincere condolences to you and to your family, dear Barbara!
Tomorrow at Dawn
Tomorrow, at dawn, the moment the countryside is washed with daylight,
I will leave. You see, I know that you wait for me.
I will go through forest, I will go across the mountains.
I cannot rest far from you for long.
I will trudge on, my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Without seeing what is outside of myself, without hearing a single sound,
Alone, unknown, back bent, hands crossed,
Sad, and the day for me will be like the night.
I will not look upon the golden sunset as night falls,
Nor the sailboats from afar that descend on Harfleur,
And when I arrive, I will place on your grave
A bouquet of holly and heather in bloom.
Poem by Victor Hugo - a French poet - written after the loss of his daughter.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demain_d…
Image size
4234x3576px 10.24 MB
Make
NIKON
Model
COOLPIX P600
Shutter Speed
10/10000 second
Aperture
F/3.3
Focal Length
4 mm
ISO Speed
100
Date Taken
Aug 23, 2015, 5:14:19 PM
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