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Leaving card
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Close friends are emmigrating to Australia soon,can anyone suggest a poem or something nice to write in their leaving card.
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It's so difficult to say goodbye to a friend. The closer the friend, the more insufficient a ready-made quote will seem to you yourself. Look into your heart, it doesn't matter if what you find there doesn't come out eloquently, however you put it they will recognize their friend in those words and remember you by it. Tell them for instance how you feel after spending time in their company.
Alan Alda said something true; you could start by quoting him and follow it with "a rush" from your own heart:
The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart.
-- Alan Alda
Alan Alda said something true; you could start by quoting him and follow it with "a rush" from your own heart:
The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart.
-- Alan Alda
ROAD LESS TRAVELED
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
and you can get them a print of this....
http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/eng lishpreraphaelite1911/default.shtm
http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/eng lishpreraphaelite1911/default.shtm
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