As we touch, we leave our identity,
On the books, dishes, door handles,
Oh please wherever I go today,
Let me leave heart prints,
Heart prints of compassion,
Of understanding and of love,
Heart prints of kindness and genuine concern,
May my heart touch a lonely neighbour,
Or a runaway child, an anxious parent,
Or perhaps a dear friend.
I shall go out today to leave heart prints,
and if someone should say, " I felt your touch"
May that one sense be your love touching through me.
I offer you my hand in friendship,
So that when you reach out in times of need,
you can be certain that I'll be there.
Copyrights belong to Sioux McDonnell 1999