The Human Touch
E mails lose the human touch
that handwritten letters used to bring.
A glowing screen can never create
the warmth that flies upon a smile's wing.
Typed words forget the tender sounds
that escapes from a human's soft lips.
Addicted eyes focus upon the dim light,
while the joys of human contact slips.
As technology woos the human mind,
life's simple pleasures are sent to the past.
People become dependant upon stiff computers,
making treasures of things that fail to last.
The human touch begins to ebb
when machines increase their hold.
Life's sweetest candy is found
only by embracing the human gold.
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