I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.

Here I give back the keys of my door --
and I give up all claims to my house.
I only ask for last kind words from you.

We were neighbours for long, but I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned and the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.
A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.

R Tagore

I don't say much on here and don't say much anywhere really but This is where I come each day to see how the folks are doing. Been waiting for what felt to me to be the right words to the loss of Kat. The ones above turned up this morning.
I'll miss you from here Katlaughing.
One light, though the lamps be many
Al