Friday, June 5, 2015

Life is one grand, sweet song, so start the music


Our troubles break and drench us.
Like spray on the cleaving prow
Of some trim Gloucester schooner.
As it dips in a graceful bow ...
But why does sorrow drench us
When our fellow passes on?
He's just exchanged life's dreary dirge
For an eternal life of song.

— From "Life" by Ronald Reagan, age 17

The Gipper died on today's date, 11 years ago.

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