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The document is a collection of poems that explore themes of love, memory, and the fleeting nature of life. It references the beauty found in nature but also the inevitability of loss as one ages. Many of the poems encourage raging against and not accepting death gently when the time comes.
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The document is a collection of poems that explore themes of love, memory, and the fleeting nature of life. It references the beauty found in nature but also the inevitability of loss as one ages. Many of the poems encourage raging against and not accepting death gently when the time comes.
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The document is a collection of poems that explore themes of love, memory, and the fleeting nature of life. It references the beauty found in nature but also the inevitability of loss as one ages. Many of the poems encourage raging against and not accepting death gently when the time comes.
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Thinking of You...
If you think it long and mad,
I've been thinking about you. the wind of banners And I know I don't say it often enough, that passes through my life, but I appreciate all you do. and you decide I've never known anyone as giving as you. to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, You always go that extra mile remember to inspire and encourage me. that on that day, You make me want to try harder; at that hour, you make me want to succeed. I shall lift my arms You've made me and my roots will set off believe in me. to seek another land.
For this and so much more, But
I'm sending good wishes if each day, to your door. each hour, you feel that you are destined for me A Thought Went Up My Mind To-day with implacable sweetness, Emily Dickinson if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, A thought went up my mind to-day ah my love, ah my own, That I have had before, in me all that fire is repeated, But did not finish,--some way back, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, I could not fix the year, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine Nor where it went, nor why it came The second time to me, Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas Nor definitely what it was, Do not go gentle into that good night, Have I the art to say. Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. But somewhere in my soul, I know I've met the thing before; Though wise men at their end know dark is right, It just reminded me--'t was all-- Because their words had forked no lightning they And came my way no more. Do not go gentle into that good night. If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, I want you to know Rage, rage against the dying of the light. one thing. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, You know how this is: And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, if I look Do not go gentle into that good night. at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight if I touch Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, near the fire Rage, rage against the dying of the light. the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, And you, my father, there on that sad height, everything carries me to you, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. as if everything that exists, Do not go gentle into that good night. aromas, light, metals, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.