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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