mhauck@ihuxk.UUCP (M.J.H) (01/04/84)
Touching 1/4/84 The gentle touch That tells me you are near. A warm hand reaching for mine reminds me of your love. I find reassurance in your arms they keep the world away. We talk and sometimes we say nothing at all. My husband, life and love I need you. Mary Hauck I, the star 1/4/84 For the world is filled and I am but a star in the sky One, alone, and yet not alone because God is with me I am a spirit that walks this earth to see what living is about And I see life good, bad and ugly Each makes a space living fully or so they believe I see poverity, but they never give up I watch a baby born and grow old and die The child has lived the life of its chosing And I am please to have shared the experience I the star thats watches this earth mature For it is growing old as I am in the sky Each we go to our separate ends Mary Hauck