Footprints in the Wind sm # 774
Footprints in the Windsm # 774
Lost touch
The elder in the nursing home
alone, craving hands
that mean him or her
instead gets efficiency
and more isolation
these years her last
to make right a babyhood
left alone
in crib or playpen
fenced off
from father’s mother’s sister’s brother’s
touch
adult years holding
the world at bay
with a handshake
being taught to fear hugs
but never quite learning
touch is what she needed
all life long
please touch me
the man of enterprise
“builds” an “organization” of souls
but fears to touch them
and more to let them touch him
until he reaches the same nursing home
and sees the potential he
left dying at his door
please touch me now
Please pass it on.
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