Wednesday, June 25, 2014


Love, Papa.

A hand reaches out
To whom is not known
Grasp is taken
And trust extended
Relief rushes in
Anxiety released
And faith is restored
As the giver become the receiver
And the receiver can give once more
The leaves rustle softly in the breeze
And the human walks away relieved.
Touch a tree today
And you shall!
Love, Papa.

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