Little things mean so much

I was woken up to start my day for the second time, yesterday morning

 I had been in the garden, feeding the birds, watering the plants just as

day light was braking, and then retuned to bed.

It was a phone call from a life long friend to say she was in the 

area and would like to ketch up.

This came with a invite to have lunch, at her parents house my head still full of sleep

and not really shore what time it was I said yes,

Sun shining I set off

As always a warm welcome greeted me, now to the point,

how can sum-thing as simple as a ham roll

taste so good, the roll was fresh an crispy, the ham thick cut and mouth wateringly
juicy, memories of childhood came flooding back.


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And that welcoming or good bye hug
a small gesture, that puts so much back that life drags out.


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Thank you.