Kabinopus, your depth is the most precious part of you. There is so much that you see that most others do not, or cannot. The way you described the little girl walking with her father – then you saw her in a wheel chair, and then wrote, no mother. I am impressed.
I wish there one of you here in the states, you would be my special friend.
Take time and put some of your music to the thoughts you shared today. Give it a special name.

Thank you, John C.
PS, you made the world a bit sweeter today.