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November 29

Daily Wisdom


Daily Inspiration


Life of Significant Soil; Meaning of Life; Overcoming; Social Justice; Wisdom

Freelance Monkette

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“My Way”

~ Elvis Presley

"Do not go gentle into that good night,/Old age should burn and rave at the close of the day;/Rage, rage against the dying of the light./Though wise men at their end know dark is right,/Because their words had forked no lightning they/Rage, rage against the dying of the light./Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright/Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,/Rage, rage against the dying of the light./Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,/And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,/Do not go gentle into that good night./Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight/Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,/Rage, rage against the dying of the light./And you, my father, there on the sad height,/Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears. I pray./Do not go gentle into that good night./Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

  Dylan Thomas

"Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night"