THE SAD news of the death of a friend of mine falls upon me like a bolt from the blue. I feel inclined to refuse to believe my cars. But i remember that death keeps no calendar, and i am forced to believed in what i hear. My heart begins to sink, and i heave a deep sigh. My Voice grows husky, and tears well up in my eyes. I humbly pray that his soul may res in peace. I hasten to his house, if it is in the same town, to attend his funeral. But if it is in some other city or village, I send a letter or telegram condolence to his parents. The sweet memories of my close associations with him fill my heart with endless grief.
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