The Gentle Touch

Awdl Gywdd

Her courage, a breath of love,

When clouds above bring the rain,

‘Tis the girl whose spirit sings

As church bells ring out their pain.

Her’s may be a soul confused

Broken, abused, lost and found,

Her heart hidden behind walls

Less she falls for love’s old sound.

She sought love that wasn’t there

Each kiss a dare to her heart

To be more than someone’s squeeze

With ease her mind sees her part.

She looked beyond hurt and pain

For love’s refrain as before

One who knew the gentle touch

To her heart meant so much more.

JF 2013

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

very well done

[Jem]

Thank you Adam