Your Touch

What is an infant?

A tiny pink bundle of joy

With lungs that rave and rant

Until you give it a toy.

What is a baby ?

Something sweet, sinple and pure

And somehow just maybe,

A gracious gift to me for sure.

What is a child?

A baby who suddenly got older

Now a rogue running wild,

Unwatched and getting bolder.

When does a child begin to mature?

When do people begin caring?

When is it time for the future?

When can a child stop fearing?

Given love and understanding,

Each child can develop heart,

With a heart comes some feeling,

And in our world, a super start.

True, life can be what we make

But someone's love will help so much,

And so very much is at stake,

The difference might be your touch!