You gave me an orange, I gave you coffee. You gave me an account of hospital life, I gave you a beach walk. You gave me a meaning for today's life, I gave you a sympathetic ear.
You left while singing I'm trading my sorrow, I'm trading my shame... I was left with a feeling of peace and joy.
2 comments:
It's rather fair, oh yes...
And may more continue! :)
The tireless tradings of life and Life and snatches of poetry. Aye, fair indeed.
Something gives meaning to every day. Hopefully we'll see it everytime. :)
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