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Their Listener For the Day

I am a listener My eyes say “tell me” And people do Waitresses ask me to scoot over I have never seen them before They tell me their life story Strangers and I converse in grocery stores, on airplanes, at funerals and weddings I listen with my heart And I do not offer advice I merely listen It is enough I often hug a new “person’ goodbye And they cling to me I am their listener for the day And it makes a difference

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 6/29/2022 11:24:00 AM

Indeed, it does, Caren. These are people who have burdens and no one to unload them on. You, on the other hand, are unburdened, a great listener, and willing to hear them out. That's a marvelous gift. Strangely, I experience a lot of the same.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/29/2022 3:27:00 PM

Thank you - it is my pleasure and I know also your pleasure my friend