FOR YEARS I NEVER
KNEW
WHETHER THE TWILIGHT WAS THE ENDING OF THE DAY OR THE BEGINNING OF THE
NIGHT
AND THEN
SUDDENLY ONE DAY I UNDERSTOOD
THAT THIS DID NOT MATTER AT ALL
FOR TIME IS BUT A CIRCLE
AND SO THERE CAN BE NO BEGINNING AND NO ENDING
AND THIS IS HOW I CAME TO KNOW THAT BIRTH AND DEATH ARE ONE
AND IT IS NEITHER THE COMING OR THE GOING THAT IS OF CONSEQUENCE
WHAT IS OF CONSEQUENCE IS THE BEAUTY THAT ONE GATHERS IN THIS INTERLUDE
CALLED LIFE.
poem "Come Walk Among the Stary" by Winston O. Abbot
BOB YOU GATHERED AN
ABUNDANCE OF BEAUTY AND ALL OF US HERE ARE RICHER FOR SHARING YOUR LIFE.
MAY WE ALL CARRY THAT GIFT AND SHARE IT WITH OTHERS
Mean Jean

I
love Bob Davis and They Can't Take that away from me by Julie Stein
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