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October 10, 2011

This commission in the Borders was physically quite demanding but very satisfying because the poem was so appropriate for the location, written by a man who had lived with this garden for many years.

Over the village Falls the last ray of sunset And I follow its trail forever

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This Scottish oak memorial bench is in the same garden.

IF WE DO MEET AGAIN, WHY, WE SHALL SMILE

IF NOT, WHY THEN, THIS PARTING WAS WELL MADE

The other side of the bench continues the quotation

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