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Mar 2013
To see another day;
A bloke just nodded at me
While I was on my way.

A lady smiled, and
Genuine she seemed
So that I smiled back,
As if to say,
"You're right; life's not so bad,
Though now I am alone;
Think of the times I've had,
Though now I am alone."

I think I'll stay around to see
What turns up next...
Because an old friend called
To say we ought to see a show;
Called up to say he'd thought of me...
Meant earlier to call,
"But you know how busy life can be..."
(Indeed, I must admit I don't.)

(A little hope is still a little hope.)
Thinking about the shut-ins and their need for a quick visit or a telephone call. A gestured kindness is so much powerful than an intended kindness....
Don Bouchard
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Don Bouchard  65/M/Minnesota
(65/M/Minnesota)   
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   --- and martin
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