how did i find this sister, mine,
across the miles, thought serpentine?
within my heart, my words your words--
If ever you should lose yourself--
know I am book upon the shelf,
reach for me--reach for my hand,
sister, means she understands...
---Janet Marie---now I am stunned...nothing awful about you, thank you, m'friend for the depth of your understanding me---damn near impossible, or so I've been told...
would say i'd keep this in my heart always, but as usual, I find it was already there--
waiting for you to give it voice...kisses back and GREAT BIG LOVING ARMS TO HUG YOU CROSS THE MILES...