The words we speak in anger. Never to be taken back. The lives we wander in and out of. We touch,and wander on,not knowing what our touch has done. As we walk on this Bridge Of Life,we touch so many.
Lets leave our touch one of joy.
A touch remembered with love,and softness. Touched,a special mark on all our lives. Please Sign Lifes Bridge Guestbook,below,and let me know you were here.