An exchange of thoughts, feelings, special moments of being, they happen everyday in many ways, forms and patterns; beautiful, happy, sad, expressed, written, traced, sung, felt, known, she loves it all because she loves the exchange, she keeps on until they say "stop" and she says "no, I will not"
Dedicated to Holly and Dana two young woman I have known for many years who independant of each other suffered debilitating strokes over the weekend.
The words to the song take on new meaning as I contemplate the shift of emotion the feelings for someone other than myself. God works in mysterious ways. . .a cliche` no not really.
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