Circle of Love

In reaching out a hand of love

To touch another heart;

A seed of love is planted,

And so the circle starts.

From that tiny seed of love

A garden grows and blooms,

Bringing forth a flower of hope,

That shares its sweet perfume.

For every time the blossom

Is passed from man to man,

The circle grows much stronger,

As they join hand in hand.

A never ending circle,

Will keep on touching hearts;

As long as seeds of love still bloom,

That were planted at the start.

~ Allison Chambers Corsey ~