I took my father to see his elderly bro 2 day. Good visit , tears of joy and frustration at the curse of aging, disease decay and dimentia.
"...take a sad song and make it better".
Just needed to say that.
Sometimes listening to the words coming from a mind slowly checking out, gives you some perspective on where you are and where you need to go .
I remember when I was a young lad going fishing with these two gentlemen and looking at them with the critical minds eye of a young man who has all the answers.
"...Mother Mary comes to me"
It's all good, I saw some real love and courage today.
Let it be.
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