Nick, Diane, and Family
I HAVE LIVED AND LOVED.
If I should die, these are the kind of things
That I have loved and been so thankful for
The sheen of sun upon a distant hill,
A keening wind along a lonely shore.
I have loved evenings when the afterglow
Cast a warm spell on everything in sight
When there was music in the very wind
And magic in the darkness of the night.
I have loved little street where people dwell,
And tiny yards where humble flowers grow
The lonely splendor of the arctic moon
The swish of northern lights about the snow.
I have loved peace and quietness, the vast
Unbroken silence of a prairie night
And when my heart is dust I shall remember
A tree with every blossom tipped with light.
Written by Edna Jaques
