Whatever our hands touch,
We leave fingerprints.
On walls, on furniture,
On doorknobs, dishes, books.
As we touch we leave our identity.

Oh, please where ever I go today,
Help me leave heartprints!
Heartprints of compassion
Of understanding and love.
Heart prints of kindness
and genuine concern.

May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter,
Or an anxious mother,
Or, perhaps, a dear friend!

I shall go out today
To leave heartprints,
And if someone should say
"I felt your touch,"
May that one sense be . . . your love
touching through me.

Author Unknown

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Midi playing ~ "Always By Your Side"
Original ~ Margaret's Midi Page
Used with permission ~ no longer on Internet

Graphic above by Amy and used with permission
Affair of the Heart graphics group