Past, Present, Future

Emily Bronte

Tell me, tell me, smiling child,

What the past is like to thee ?

‘An Autumn evening soft and mild

With a wind that sighs mournfully.’
 

Tell me, what is the present hour ?

‘A green and flowery spray

Where a young bird sits gathering its power

To mount and fly away.’
 

And what is the future, happy one ?

‘A sea beneath a cloudless sun ;

A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea

Stretching into infinity.

By Ray Calabrese

I am an optimistic, can do, and never quit guy. The spirit of hope indelibly marks my DNA. My research at The Ohio State University helped people discover the best in themselves and change their personal lives, public organizations, and whole communities. I bring the same spirit and enthusiasm to my blog to help those who grieve who find themselves suddenly alone, navigate their grieving. Join my more than 24,300Twitter (@alwaysgoodstuff). I promise my tweets are always good stuff. Please feel free to email me at ray.brese@gmail.com.

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