Whatever our hands touch,
We leave fingerprints!
On walls, on furniture,
On doorknobs, dishes, books,
There's no escape,
As we touch we leave our identity.
Wherever I go today,
Help me leave heartprints,
Heartprints of compassion,
Of understanding and love.
Heartprints of kindness,
And genuine compassion.
May my heart touch a lonely neighbour,
Or a runaway daughter,
Or an anxious mother,
Or perhaps an aged grandfather.
Send me out today,
To leave heartprints.
And if someone should say,
"I felt your touch"
May they also sense the love
that is deep within my heart.

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