I'm like that with lots of folk's.I can see what others see, but it just doesn't take me home.
Maybe we not all from the same town Maybe we don't all walk the same path.
But it gives me joy to know their path will see them home. And see them home again and dancing.
With this one and me,
it was love at first sight.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps...
Some songs seem to take place in an entirely different acoustic space.
These harmonies of unhappy love, of missed understandings that we carry with us all our lives.
"The final stirrings of the human heart can only be expressed by a stringiness Zither.."
(A very old Chinese saying.)
Teen heart...
I learned this yesterday on "The good Doctor."
You know that when cancer metastasizes and spreads though out the internal Organs?
This used to be and probably still is in most cases the death Nell of the penitent.
But what they are starting to do is remove each and ever organ separately, then...
I watch a medical show on TV. "The good Doctor"
I'm constantly being amazed by the power to heal that has been placed within our reach.
Even if does cost 4/5th of a stomach!
I'm with George! This is very good news to be sure.
Did they staple you or stitch?
I don't know why they still do both...
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