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25 May 2015

Lilacs For Remembrance - Missoula, Montana

"When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,  
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,  
I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring...

  
Comrades mine, and I in the midst, and 
their memory ever I
   keep—for the dead I loved so well;
For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands...and this for
   his dear sake;  
Lilac and star and bird, twined with the chant of my soul,  
There in the fragrant pines, and the cedars dusk and dim."


- from "When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloomed" by Walt Whitman

2 comments:

  1. Fitting for today as we attend the funeral of our friend's mother....

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    1. So sorry, Janet. May she remain in well-remembered words and deeds.

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