Without touch

 From Ladies Pass It On

"How do we survive without touch?" said a little voice

inside my head.

"Well, that's simple," said another,

"You remember,

What it feels like to dance in a crowd, music loud, hands

in the air, transported far away.

You remember,

Sandy toes, salty kisses, sunny days and cleansing

waves.

You remember,

Warm hugs that last too long, sticky toddler kisses,

greeting friends with arms so wide.

You remember,

Delicious meals served in beautiful surroundings, the

laughter never-ending.

You remember,

Smiling at babies on the seat in front of you, waiting to

fly to sunnier climes.

You remember,

The life we knew, the life we thought was forever, when

we didn't know it mattered."

"How do we survive without touch?" said a little voice

inside my head.

"Well, that's simple," said another,

"You remember."

~Donna Ashworth