Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, before we too into the dust descend; Dust into dust, and under dust, to lie, sans wine, sans song, sans singer, and ...sans end. from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, before we too into the dust descend;
So true, Judy, so true. Having lost my son, I know all too well.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, I think that must be the hardest thing to go through. My heart goes out to you.
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