Anonymous
From Alfred Lord Tennyson's 'Crossing the Bar':
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
My love to you all,
Wendy##imported-begin##Wendy McManamon##imported-end##