Thursday, August 9, 2012
The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains...
For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.
There will never be a cloud so big that can cover the joy and light and love and friendship that Karen brought into my life. Forever your friends, Kathleen and Harvey
