An extract from Wordsworth's ode 'Intimations of Immortality from Early Childhood'
'That though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.'
Sent by Devon Air Ambulance Trust on 03/03/2024