Dear one, do you often THINK of the moment we met? It was quite the SCENE, wasn’t it? Waiting at the airport, your PLANE was delayed, mine had just arrived. Dodging around some unruly children, I almost fell. And then you caught me, startling me with your gorgeous eyes, firm grip, and gracious smile. I really was smitten from the start. Do you remember, darling? And how you said, “Careful there, you don’t want to end up PRONE on this floor!” And then we laughed because that was such a funny word to use. Nobody says that, except you.

Georg’ann

Clear VOICE found, moves me.
Please don’t STORE away, too PRONE
to being silenced.

Heather