I don’t particularly like sharing sad news publicly. But my dad passed away yesterday.
I’m fine. My mother is fine. It was a very peaceful death, at home. He just said he would lie down for a few minutes and then … just … fell asleep and passed away a few minutes later.
I had scheduled a good many posts ahead of Christmas Break. Some of those are still set to go live in the next few days. But I’m also going to schedule poems every day for a while, starting with this one, which is very appropriate.
Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will
This be the verse you grave for me:— RLS
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.