A Gentle Touch Poem by patrick rich

When you touch me
if fades away
my rage from
this shadey day.

When if leaves
I become weak and numb
till you come and lift me up.

You know what to do
you know what to say
to impower me with strength
to face the next day.

You put me back
upon my feet
to face the challenge
they will bring.

Your love and kindness
has brought me from
my place of rage
to find your song.

The challengers come
I face them all
they fall before me
as I sing your song.