
To touch the heart of someone dear
though it might sometimes cause a tear
to fall or to rest upon the cheek,
Should be something all should seek.
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For often hearts, do not touch at all
start hardening and shrinking and getting small.
And then the time it takes to grow
A loving heart is very slow.
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For hearts expand as those who care
extend their love and lets us share,
a moment, space or special phrase
that eases pain on dreary days.
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Or simply starts our lips to smile
and brightens time for just a little while.
The ways and kinds and means of sharing
it seems to me, are based on caring.
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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.
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Just how your touching helped me grow.
I just thought I'd tell you so.
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