asia bird
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I just wanted to write a quick update and let everybody that currently I am in Reno visiting my dad and will head back to Santa Cruz on Sunday night. Thank you to all of you for sending me your words of encouragement, memories and support.
Asia – I heard this poem today and i thought it expressed what you have been trying to tell us all. My heart aches for you and oh how I wish I could have some how protected you from all of this pain. The poem goes like this………………
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
– W.H. Auden
I love you…………