Tactile
Furry, silky, bumpy, scratchy,
Velvety or smooth –
Textures can repel, intrigue
Or comfort us and soothe.
Prickly, crinkly, soft and downy,
Sticky, cold or rough –
Some you can’t let go of;
Others – once might be enough.
Scruffy, woolly, stringy,
Slinky, satiny or sleek –
As we grow, so many textures
Lose their magic and mystique.
But just brush a pine tree’s needles
On a baby’s reaching hand
As you watch his face in wonder
And you’ll start to understand
There’s enchantment tucked in touches
And amazement we can feel,
Which a baby’s searching fingers
Can remind us and reveal.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2014
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