Whatever our hands touch... we leave fingerprints. On walls, on furniture, on door knobs, dishes and books. As we touch we leave our identity. Oh please where ever I go today... help me leave heart prints... ![]() heartprints of compassion, 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 heartprints... ![]() and if some one should say... "I felt your touch!" May that one sense be... your loving touch through me!
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New Guestbook as of March 13, 2001
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