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Life goes on. Sunday February 26, 2017

It's so very hard to comprehend
How life can still go on
That birds will keep on singing
Even though they know you've gone.

Why does the sun keep on shining
Though you're no longer here?
The raindrops keep on falling
As if you're still so near.

Why do the flowers prepare to bloom?
Their growth showing no repent
When surely they all must know
You'll no longer smell their scent?

Why do I still feel you everywhere
And ache so much within
Why does my head mock me so
whispering that you'll walk back in.

... Well the birds will keep on singing
And the sun will always shine
For they all know better than me
You hear them all the time.

You'll feel the sun and all its warmth
Through bodies that feel no pain
You'll see the horses grazing
And the dogs playing in the lane.

You'll feel joy when we're happy
Laugh at our jokes and smile
For you haven't totally left us
Just moved on for a little while.

And one day we'll all meet up again
It's part of the inevitable
But til then I'll try my very best
To live life to the very full.

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Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:32am

Hi Mary- seems like it's my turn to kick off today. Thank you for a lovely poem so full of meaning. Presumably the title comes from Robert Frost the famous novelist? He was once asked what he had learnt what from life. He said" All I have learnt from life can be summed up in three words - life goes on"

So in the same spirit the Squadron is taking a wry look at life. The next ten to follow.

1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me, either. Just leave me alone.
2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a leaky tire.
3. It's always darkest before dawn. So, if you're going to steal the neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.
4.It's a small world. So you gotta use your elbows a lot.
5.Sex is like air; it's not important unless you're not getting any.
6.We are born naked, wet, and hungry. Then things get worse.
7. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.
8.I don't have a license to kill. I have a learner's permit..
9.Taxation WITH representation isn't so hot either!
10. If you drink, don't park. Accidents cause people.

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:35am

Apologies - some where in the ether the Rose dropped of it should read Rosemary .

LP Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 10:22am

They are witty HO! Hope you are ok. Had a row yesterday and not sure whether to try to repair it. Will just be honest and kind. I usually don't go far wrong that way. Xx

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 1:06pm

Hi Hopeful One No the title wasn't taken from Robert Frost, it just seemed apt for the poem; mainly because it was something Mum always used to say after a loss 'life goes on'. I must look him up - love the fact he believes these three words sum up life :) Thanks for your 'list to live by' ...we could learn a lot from these ;) x

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 5:27pm

Hi LP - yes I am Ok. Sometimes in a row " least said soonest mended" works well but really whatever works for you.

LP Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 12:02am

Thanks HO

Jane Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 9:18am

This is lovely Rosemary, very moving x

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 1:06pm

Thank you Jane x

Sally Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 9:47am

Rosemary, it's lovely. V moving. Are you a natural at getting a rhyme? I really, really struggle so admire people who can do this.

Hopeful One, I like Life Goes On. I know it in French ( mot boasting , just brought up bilingual ) "Et la caravane roule" does, i should imagine, mean more or less the same.

The Squadron excelled itself! Well done, I am smiling.

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 1:12pm

Hi Sally I write a lot and whenever I write verse I never change it, I believe it flows as it should and so I don't fiddle with it; I feel it's more from the heart that way. So to answer your question what you read from me is what has come naturally, I would find it more difficult to worry about whether something rhymed smoothly or was grammatically correct haha ;) x

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 5:45pm

Hi Rosemary- thank you.

Hopeful One Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 7:49am

Hi Sally- Thank you.

Sally Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 9:48am

not, not "mot"! Grrr! That autocorrect is too keen!

LP Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 10:15am

That's beautiful Rosemary. My condolences if you are going through a time of pain. Thank you for making something so tough into something so beautiful. LPxx

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 1:16pm

Thank you LP I wrote this a little while ago but still finding it difficult to cope with the loss. I will get there, after all 'life goes on' xxx

the room above the garage Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 12:13pm

Lost my granny 3 days ago and this is so very apt and well timed. Many thanks for it. Sorry not to have been around much lately, it will change again soon. Love to everyone x.

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 5:28pm

Hi RATG- my heartfelt condolences on your loss.

Dragonfly Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:48pm

Dear ratg. Sorry to hear of the loss of your Granny x

Jane Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 9:43pm

Hi Ratg, I'm so sorry to hear about your granny. Sending you a hug xxx

the room above the garage Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 11:08pm

Thank you HO, Dragonfly and Jane. I was a lucky one to still have her at my age, it was the right time for her, it'll just take a bit of getting used to... thank you friends xxx.

LP Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 12:04am

Sorry to hear that too ratg. Big hugs, love LPxx

Eva Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 6:22am

Sorry to hear your news ratg, sending you hugs.

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 1:14pm

So sorry to hear of your loss RATG
I'm glad this was timely, hope it helped. xxxx

the room above the garage Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 11:09pm

Very much Rosemary, and thank you x.

The Gardener Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 3:33pm

You are a life-saver today, HO - except for the marvelously friendly people in church your lines made me think there is life out there. In a post yesterday I said I had just spoken to a friend dying of lung-cancer - he said he would NOT change places with me, even if it meant a longer life. In an inverse way I am quite jealous of you people who CAN feel such deep grief, because the relationship was a very close one - and as the hurt lessens you will have pleasant memories to dwell upon. I am trying to define a part of my brain that can avoid despair and misery. It looks like Mr G, as at school, is going to be 'excluded' from Respite because he is disagreeable and disruptive. This means he will go in with those my daughter and I thought (wrongly) that we could cope. Sorry about your Granny, RATG - I had a lovely one - never got to attend her funeral because my parents were involved in such a bitter separation that I was 'persona not grata' with my mother's family. But, to cheer me up - I can see my Gran - hat like Giles the cartoonist's infamous Grandma - trolley shopper - exchanging repartee in Brixton market - she introduced me to knitting (don't know if she would approve of my 'creations'). Also, to a love of horse-racing (to my mother's disgust). I think I must have got my 'cool' granny image from her - and, now, I must call on her spirit to 'toughen my sinews' because her life was tough indeed.And Rosemary 'to live life to the full'

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 5:31pm

Hi Gardner- to be appreciated by you in the midst of all your trials and tribulations is heartwarming.

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:03pm

What a heartfelt reply Gardener. Yes deep love can be a bitter sweet ideal as, once lost, it it is often followed by deep pain. Incidentally I now hold a beautiful image of your Gran and am sure she will be helping you through life's 'tough stuff' :) x

the room above the garage Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 11:11pm

I'm laughing at the thought of knitted 'creations'...oh to see them :-) good to see you TG x.

Eva Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 6:23am

Hi G, does this mean that Mr G is not going into respite after all?

Kristen Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 4:00pm

This is beautiful. I've been grieving my mom lately and the pangs of profound hurt and a sense of abandonment come in waves, often surprising me and knocking me off my feet. She died nearly 4 years ago and I often think, "Isn't this grief going on too long?!?" I recognize this is nonsense, that grief never ends, but it still takes the wind out of me and I start sobbing in a heap on the cold kitchen floor. We were almost too enmeshed and even well into adulthood, I relied on her to ease my anxiety and depression like no one else ever could. I miss her every day. I love her fiercely but I also hate her for leaving me. These mixed feelings along with some recurring traumatic memories hurt with an intensity I feel nearly helpless to manage at times. I want so badly to believe her spirit is here with me, holding me and that part of me didn't die too. But it did. Clearly.

Hopeful One Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 5:40pm

Hi Kirsten- grief has this habit of setting up what I call "emotional ambushes" which catch one without warning. I lost my two older sisters ,whom I adored , on a space of two years ,then my mother -in for whom I also had a high regard , a year and a half ago and then my first grandchild last year. So when an ambush occurs I simply say to myself " It's all in the past now" and that somehow puts things in proportion.

Rosemary Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:11pm

Hi Kirsten. I sometimes wish I could reach through the screen and offer a hug - this is one such time but a virtual one will have to do \o/ I completely empathise with you when you say that you and your Mum were almost too enmeshed even into adulthood as this is exactly how my Mum and I were. We were soul mates. The waves you speak of are also all too familiar (I lost my Mum a year ago) and I love your description Hopeful One of 'emotional ambushes' because that's exactly how it feels. The emotion seems to creep up and often pounce from what feels like no-where! I wrote a blog in Feb called my New Different Kirsten; I wonder if you have seen it as there may be something in there that resonates? For now though rest in the knowledge that we are allowed to cry however long it's been and as hard as it is to accept ...we need to somehow find our New Different. xxx

the room above the garage Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 11:14pm

You've seen much sorrow HO. I'm terribly sorry to read all that. Losing your grandchild is especially crushing I would imagine as you are all bound to imagine each unreached stage and milestone as it arrives. Thoughts with you.

Eva Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 6:25am

Hi Kristen, have you tried bereavement counselling? I am going through that currently and it's proving to be very helpful.

Hopeful One Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 7:48am

Hi RATG- your kind sentiments most appreciated

The Gardener Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:06pm

I feel I need a new 'nom de plume'. Gardener is 'cheerful, somebody who cares about the future. It must be something allied to the lines in Hamlet 'The Lady doth Protest too much'. HO, so much grief at once must leave one numbed? A friend and I were talking yesterday - one of those round and round conversations - started by me saying I was going to watch a programme on Princess Diana's dresses. 20th anniversary of her death, so we shall be swamped. It is our last child's birthday, and the wedding anniversary of No 2. We went on to 'Royals' and the fact that the adorable Duchess of Kent 'retired from view'. She had a stillborn child - provoked extreme depression. Stephen Fry on Radio 4 today about the 'language' of mental illness. Mr G has reached the state of utter possessiveness - I do NOT have a life of my own - go into the pantry and he is yelling for me. So I go and yell at somebody else - here mostly. Memory of a long ago cartoon - naval personnel. The Admiral lets fly with expletives at the Rear A, he goes for the Commodore, whoever is next in the hierarchy, and, so, down the chain to the lowest able seaman (are there lower ranks?) He swears at the parrot, who, having nothing to lose, lets the Admiral have it.

Molly Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 6:23pm

A lovely poem, I was so drawn into it, thank you Rosemary xx

Rosemary Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 12:15pm

Thank you Molly x

Lexi Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 7:44pm

Beautiful poem, Rosemary. Thank you for sharing. xo Lexi

Rosemary Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 12:15pm

Thank you Lexi x

Leah Sun, Feb 26th 2017 @ 9:08pm

A touching poem, Thanks Rosemary. You have a talent with expressing your emotions in words.

Rosemary Mon, Feb 27th 2017 @ 12:16pm

Thank you Leah, I find comfort in words. x

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