May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May you be held always in the palm of God's hand.
(My daughter is now safely back from camp counseling in NC, so I thought I'd post this, since the counselors sing it to the children at the last campfire each session.)
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