As I watched her cry I did not know why
she was feeling sad and looking so bad.
But she had not heard a kind soothing word
and needed so much to feel loves warm touch.
Then I saw her smile for a little while.
Her face was abeam and her eyes agleam.
A kind little word is what she had heard
It didn't take much, just a loving touch.
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