Touch

A friend who mourns for the death of her eldest Son has this to offer


Touch

by Kathie Davis

Mothers, touch your children,

Fathers, hug them tight,

Let them know you love them

morning, noon, and night.

Put your arms around them,

hold them near to you,

Feel the beating of their hearts,

the life that you made new.

Roll around the floor with them,

tease and laugh and play,

Listen to what they'll tell you,

they have so much to say.

Take time to get to know them,

see the colors in their eyes,

Appreciate that person

that deep inside them lies.

Let them run their fingers through your hair

and down your face,

Fill their hearts with words of praise,

make home their favorite place.

Cuddle with them on the couch

and watch a t.v. show,

Sing with them or share a book

and help their world to grow.

Take a walk into the park,

hold each other's hand,

Smell the flowers, feed the ducks,

build castles in the sand.

Mothers touch your children,

Fathers, hug them tight,

Show them what a gift they are,

to love them feels so right.

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