Her warmth within.. 

To touch the heart of someone dear,

Though it might sometimes cause a tear,

To fall or rest upon the cheek,

Should be something all should seek.
For often tears not touched at all

Start hardening and shrinking small.

And then the time it takes to grow 

A loving heart is very slow.
For hearts expand as those who care

Extend there love and let us share

A moment, space or a special phrase

That eases pain on dreary days.
Or simply starts our lips to smile,

And brightens time for just a while.

The ways and means and kinds of sharing

It seems to me are, based on caring.
And though we’re often worlds apart,

You still can touch my very heart.

You make me smile or shed a tear,

And I’ll remember year to year,

Just how your touching helped me grow,

I just thought I’d tell you so…


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