April 5 - Goodbye for now and I pass the octave - Marie
Emerson II
For each thorn, there is a rosebud…
For each twilight – a dawn…
For each trial – the strength to carry on,
For each storm cloud – a rainbow…
For each shadow – the sun…
For each parting – sweet memories when sorrow is done.
~ R W Emerson
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