She touched me <br />And I can’t forget her. <br />She touched me with her beauty. <br />She touched me with her youth <br />She touched me with her zest. <br />She touched me with her innocence <br />She touched me with her love, <br />temporary though it was, <br />she touched me. <br /> <br />The fruits of her womb are two sons, <br />So talented, musical and strong, <br />which I could never give her. <br />But she touched me, <br />And I can’t forget.<br /><br />Fred Babbin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-touched-me/
