The Touch

Whatever our hands touch…we leave fingerprints on.
On walls, on furniture, on door knobs, dishes and books.

As we touch we leave our identity..
Oh please where ever I go today…
help me leave heart prints.

Heart prints of compassion,
understanding and love.
Heart prints of kindness and genuine concern.

May my heart touch a lonely neighbor…
or a runaway daughter…
or an anxious mother…
or perhaps a dear friend!

I shall go out today…
to leave heart prints…
and if some one should say…
“I felt your touch!”

Same way……….