Leaving With The Tide

Al, our office's resident black goldfishAl, our office's resident black goldfish


Adventure Life's mascot, Al, was a beloved black goldfish.  Living in our office for over a year and a half, his bug-eyed smile brightened our days!  Al left us today, and he will be missed.



The tide rises, the tide falls

The tide rises, the tide falls, the twilight darkens, the curlew calls;


Along the sea-sands damp and brown the traveller hastens toward the town,


      And the tide rises, the tide falls.


Darkness settles on roofs and walls, but the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;


The little waves, with their soft, white hands, efface the footprints in the sands,


      And the tide rises, the tide falls.


The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;


The day returns, but nevermore returns the traveller to the shore,


      And the tide rises, the tide falls.


- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


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