RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
A Caring Friend
Sadness has been eased a little tonight as I talked with a
friend for a few minutes on the phone.
It's amazing how a person's stress level can be lowered by
even just a short, caring conversation.
Ample time to set a sorrowful heart free to live in a little
joy right now.
Cancelling out the grief that has piled up inside them with
idle chatter of sadness, finally chasing away everything
except peaceful joy.
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