Whatever our hands touch

we live fingerprints!

On doors, on furniture,

on doorknobs, dishes, books.

There ‘s no escape.

As we touch, we leave our identity.

Wherever I go today,

Help me leave heartprints!

Heartprints of compassion,

of understanding and love.

Heartprints of kindness

and genuine concern.

May my heart touch a lonely neighbor,

or a runaway daughter,

or an anxious mother,

or perhaps and aged grandfather.

Send me out today,

to leave heartprints.

And is someone should say

“I felt your touch”,

may they also sense the love

that is deep within my heart.

(Author unknown)





One Comment Add yours

  1. LindaP says:

    Love this idea of heart prints!


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