The kindness a stranger
I was touched the other night on my flight through the dark dark night, by the kindness of a stranger who held out a comforting hand. I was touched by an understanding smile a nod of the head without anything being said. I was touched by the thought that when you are overwraught a stranger can be there. So thank you dear friend who, in my moment of need touched my soul reduced my pain. Now I know that kindness exists within the human soul. Sign in to see full entry.