1. Ships that pass in the night,
   and speak each other in passing,
   only a signal shown,
   and a distant voice in the darkness;

   So on the ocean of life,
   we pass and speak one another,
   only a look and a voice,
   then darkness again and a silence.

   — Longfellow.

   (And then yet again, a new ship and a new ahoy !)

2. :-|

3. … and memories! Beautiful, irrevocable, wonderful ones.
   Boy, am I getting emotional. Hugs to you :)

4. Troo :| But when one door closes, another invariably opens :)

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