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 heart prints.



Heart prints 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 heart prints.
And if someone should say,
"I felt your touch".
May that one sense be
YOUR LOVE