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. —Dylan Thomas ______________ She’s bedridden now, mostly, they tell me. She’d stay that way all the time, except they get her up every day. For at least a little … Continue reading The Long Good-Bye…
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