Here is part of a poem I especially like, Birches, by Robert Frost:

“…I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
…I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.”

I hope the birch tree will set me down near Tee again, the next time around.

Bon voyage to my loyal friend with the loving heart;
the generous,
the compassionate,
the intelligent,
the ethical,
the witty,
the beautiful,
the graceful,
the passionate, dedicated teacher,
the writer,
the reader,
the seeker,
and a true amazing luminous fountain artist:
Tee.
Till we meet again.

Carol Plaia
October, 2006

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