WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

THE TENDER TOUCH 

Wet lips, a whisper, soft and low,
A lullaby, a gentle flow.
They've nursed the wounds, both big and small,
Kissed away the tears that fall.
A tender touch, a soothing balm,
A mother's love, a sacred calm.
They've tasted joy, and known despair,
A love that's woven, beyond compar