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Author:  Brian
E-mail:  bjhighley56@btinternet.com
Date:  6/6/2014 5:37:10 AM
Subject:  Tracks of my Years 6
Message:  '...Her soft hand reached out, she whispered my name
    As she brushed a tear from my cheek...'

I am sometimes guilty of forgetting kindnesses I've been shown: the slightest of touches in times of crises letting me know I'm not alone. Many years ago I was seriously injured in a traffic accident: the touch of my wife, Gwyneth, helped me out of a coma and held me close along the road to recovery. Forgotten feelings are immediately unforgotten by our acknowledgement of them: again, Mickey's apparently simple lyric speaks volumes.

Funny Familiar Forgotten Feelings...

 Tracks of my Years 6 by Brian  at 6/6/2014 5:37:10 AM