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THE HUG
I wrote this poem a year ago
but in a world of uncertainty
of disasters, mass shootings, hatred, wars and drugs
It seems appropriate to bring it back…
because we all could use more hugs….
Yes, I’ve used this poem before
but at the risk of sounding smug…
I like to think these words have come back to wrap around us…
Like our arms do…when we hug
THE HUG
What a beautiful gesture is the hug…
a wonderful way to show
feelings of affection for those you do…
and those you do not know.
The hug is universal…around the world it’s known...
but the funny thing about it…you cannot hug alone.
You need at least one other person…and you all must be prepared…
for a hug to work it’s magic…a hug has to be shared.
Hugs can work to calm us, to show our love, to ease our fears…
They can help to make us smile…they can help to dry our tears.
Lovers hug, parents hug, and what child doesn’t love to squeeze
Why we even have a friend of ours who loves to hug the trees.
A good hug is a gift…and when hugged one must respond
It unites the huggers together…completing a circle…creating a bond.
It’s a way of communicating without words…
sharing a moment in the sun...
A way, in that one moment,
for two people to be one.
With a hug's grace and broad appeal…
with it’s beauty...
with it’s charms
It makes me wonder if that is not the reason…
why we were given arms.
