“Do not go gentle into that good night” Let us extend these moments of gravitas, these whispers of our moments in the sun, this laughter that erupts without reason, this living that simmers in all seasons, this kiss, that hug, this embrace and that love. Let us extend these moments of resilience, these ticking clocks of our imperfections, these glimpses of satisfaction and affection, let us cherish the small and great things, this life, we compose, this good night, this rose. __Mark R. Prime “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 https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10152493717896512 © 2014 Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)