Good Wishes

Fair Wishes
The road goes ever on and on,
But, may it rise to meet you.
The wind blows ever on and on,
But may it always blow behind you.
May the sun always light you’re path,
May you never meet Gods wrath.
And if our paths cross not (again) on earth,
Then may they cross in heaven with great mirth.

Written by Sweetpea
This can be sung to the tune “What child is this?” (Greensleves)