Memorial Day, and The Round Robin Blogvel

Hello Monday!

In lieu of Monday Funnies, I have a poem to remember those who have gone on before us this Memorial Day.

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
   Death cannot kill what never dies.
   Nor can spirits ever be divided, that love and live in the same divine principle, the root and record of their friendship.
   If absence be not death, neither is theirs.
   Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.
   For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent.
   In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure.
   This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.
–William Penn


Photo by Beverly & Pack

On another note, the Round Robin Blogvel is starting today! Check it out at GreenWoman‘s blog.

Have a great day, everyone!

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6 thoughts on “Memorial Day, and The Round Robin Blogvel

  1. Hi guys! Thanks for stopping by. Sorry for my late response–I've been gone all day. I hope you all had a great holiday! Btw, I didn't write that poem. It's by William Penn. ;)Funny anecdote today at the cemetery. My 3-yo boy was hungry, and the convo went like this:Boy: I'm hungry. Me: There's no food here, sweetie. Just dead people.Boy: Oh. (He looks around, spots another family visiting a grave, and turns to me with a confused look on his face) Dead people? But they're moving!LOL! I love my kids 😉

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