A Little Tenderness

 

Who would not wish to leave behind

A bit of tenderness,

A sum - of their endearing heart

And memories to caress.

 

And too - a wish to be remembered

In such a haunting way,

For deeds and works of our September

As if it were today.

 

To leave a line to catch the heart

A smile, a laugh,  a tear,

A presence felt as once it was

To feel - forever near.

 

And when we leave this world - prithee -

I would hope that one could say

He gave a little tenderness -

To me - along the way.

 

~ James Joseph Huesgen