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.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson
For many years I’ve known that my father wanted this read at his memorial service. On Sunday, it will be.
16 thoughts on “Crossing the Bar”
Thinking of you.
Oh No! Its just a few days ago that I read about your father-in-law. Too much grief 🙁
May God give you all the strength to bear the loss, Lindsey.
I’m so sorry for your loss. What a year you’ve had. May your father’s memory be for a blessing.
I am so very, very sorry for your tremendous loss … wishing you and your entire family strength and comfort as you gather. It was impossible to miss in your writing his impact on your life. I’m so sorry.
So, so sorry for your loss. Sending thoughts and hugs your way.
Beautiful. You are on my mind. Sending you love and strength. xoxo
I love this poem
Peace to you in this time.
It’s so heavy.
This is beautiful. Thinking of you all as I have been all week.
Thinking of you and yours this week. xo
My thoughts will be with you and your family. Your father will always be with you…it’s just the way fathers are.
I am truly sorry for your loss. May God gives you and the family strength through this period.
I am so sorry for the loss of your father. May your father Rest In Peace. May your family find the peace and strength during this difficult time. Your father’s light will be shining on you forever.
Lindsey, I am so sorry for the dual losses of both your father and your father-in-law, so close together, especially around the holidays. As you may recall, my mother died on Thanksgiving, and experiencing a loss during this season has a different layer of freight associated with it. It’s a beautiful poem. I’m wishing you peace during these most difficult days ahead of you.
Keeping you and yours in my prayers.
What a beautiful poem. Sending so much love and strength to you and your family. I’m sorry you have to endure another loss this year. xxx
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