You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing.

It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.  Charlotte was both.

Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond.

The song sparrow will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again.

All these sights and sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy — this lovely world, these precious day.