Date: December 19, 2002 at 11:10:49 From: Jane Greene again, [nr1-66-161-177-223.fuse.net] Subject: Re: Help Jane- That wonderful Greene Toast
Here's Grandma's Favorite toast, a poem actually by Spencer Michael Free: "Tis the human touch in this world that counts..The touch of your hand and mine,...Which means far more to the fainting heart Than shelter and bread and wine; For shelter is gone when the night is o'er, and bread lasts only a day, But the touch of the hand and the sound of the voice sing on in the soul alway." Nice, huh? Love Jane Greene
