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TOUCHES, HUGS AND TEARS

 TOUCHES AND HUGS AND TEARS

This world has become such a frightening place

With conflicts o’er politics, global warming and race

We all long to feel  just a loving embrace

Of touches and hugs and tears.


Friends seem so few and hard to find

We reach out for comfort, seeking old ties that bind

A time when people were friendly, and gentle and kind

We so need touches, and hugs and tears.


The warmth of  a hug in a feeling so close

That comes from the heart of a loved one who knows

The sadness you feel, and their sympathy shows

In their touches, and hugs and tears.


Tears are meant to be shared in times of despair

They show us the nature of someone who cares

They fall from the eyes as warm liquid prayers

These days call for touches and hugs and tears.


© Joan Rowden Hart 2021


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