And there’s a hand, my trusty freend
And gie’s a hand o thine
And we’ll tak a right gude willie-waught
For Auld Lang Syne
Phyllis
26th August 2020
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Sent by Parkinson's UK on 23/08/2020
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland