Your Golden Hug
.
In each other's arms
tightly embraced
with the warmth I receive from
no other
these words from the depths of
his little heart
past his precious lips
“I’ve been waiting for this Pops”
“what’s that son”
whilst wrapped in his warm grip
was mine query
“Your golden hug Pops
your golden hug”
Sigh
az off to school he did trot
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2012
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