its funny how life presents itself, you never know what each day will bring. sadly today, we celebrated the loss of a dear friend, so it feels apt to choose a poem today. this one is especially for johnny, who we shall miss sorely.
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul
Each choosing each through all the weary hours
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal.
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life’s long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
Sir Edwin Arnold