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 hearts - 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 their love and - let us share
a moment, space or 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 kinds and means 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.
And I just thought I'd tell you so.