December GTF of the Month: June Fladborg

Thank you very much Ball of Spray for making me Miss December and being so supportive:-) Have a look at this link guys & girls.

http://www.ballofspray.com/gtf/1166-december-gtf-of-the-month-june-fladborg#idc-container

xoxo

December GTF of the Month: June Fladborg

Thank you very much Ball of Spray for making me Miss December and being so supportive:-) Have a look at this link guys & girls.

http://www.ballofspray.com/gtf/1166-december-gtf-of-the-month-june-fladborg#idc-container

xoxo

A friend of Rays sister send her this to her and Rob has now send it to me, she was hoping it could help me in some way, its beautiful and it did put a smile on my face. Hope you like it:

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea
and sky come to mingle with each other.
"Then someone at my side says,  "There, she  is gone!"
"Gone where?
"Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spur as she was when she left my side and she is 
just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
"Her diminished size is in me, not in her, and, just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
there are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"
"And that is dying."

Henry Van Dyke

A friend of Rays sister send her this to her and Rob has now send it to me, she was hoping it could help me in some way, its beautiful and it put a smile on my face. Hope you like it:

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea
and sky come to mingle with each other.
"Then someone at my side says,  "There, she  is gone!"
"Gone where?
"Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spur as she was when she left my side and she is 
just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
"Her diminished size is in me, not in her, and, just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
there are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"
"And that is dying."

Henry Van Dyke