Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Asked by emilysmom1966 at 9:04 AM on Jan. 15, 2011 in Relationships
Level 18 (6,228 Credits)Answer by Zoeyis at 9:05 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
So sorry for your loss
Answer by mrsmom110 at 9:06 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
Thank you. She was one of those crazy fun aunt that said the wildest things. She was sooooo crazy. LOL! She named all her 4 children after her husband.She has 3 girls and one boy (Geralde, Geralda, Geraldine, and Gerald Bernard - the boy). LOL!
Comment by emilysmom1966 (original poster) at 9:13 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
I am so sorry for your loss. May she Rest in Peace
Answer by Moms_Angels1960 at 9:28 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
Answer by tootoobusy at 9:31 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
Answer by fiatpax at 9:42 AM on Jan. 15, 2011
Answer by tnmomofive at 1:29 PM on Jan. 15, 2011
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