#thehug

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.

 

 

 

 

 
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THE HUG

What a beautiful gesture is the hug…a wonderful way to show

feelings of affection for those you do…and 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…the 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 stem our tears.

 

Lovers hug, parents hug, and what child doesn’t love to squeeze

Why I even have a friend of mine who loves to hug the trees.

 

A good hug is a gift…and when hugged one must respond

It unites the huggers together…forming 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.

 

Which makes me wonder…

With a hugs grace and broad appeal…with it’s beauty…

with it’s charms

 

I wonder if that’s not the reason…why we were given arms.

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