Soft and tender my heart waits to remember
Kisses, caresses I’ve lived in my life, seen in my life
Gentle and kind
Making my world one I don’t mind.
The heart is full with it all
Trying to make sense of it all
Because blessed we be
When in the midst of some senseless tragedy
We see a soul soft and tender
That’s when we remember
Remember our heart is full, full of it all
Soft and tender.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014
I agree. We need to be soft and tender with the heart. A beautiful and hopeful poem.
Thank you very much. When I wrote this poem, I was going thru a rough time and felt that I could only get thru it with gentle kindness, with softness and love. So glad you saw the ‘Hopeful’ I was feeling and trying to project.
Cheers and blessing