One Hug
Most people can't tell you...
at any one point in life...
I'm not talking about something...
given by a husband or wife.
I think you'll agree that this statement is true.
Tell me...how many hugs you've been given...
since the time you were two?
From two to adulthood...
how much one can change.
Are you thinking right now that this poem is quite strange?
I'm talking about a child growing up...
how important it is...that you give lot's of hugs...
it helps one feel wanted...it helps one feel loved...
along with God's love that shines from above.
It can have a great impact on who you become.
My counting it was easy...it didn't take long...
but maybe it helped me to grow up to be strong.
One hug I received by my mom growing up...
none by my dad which was fortunate luck.
Although it was tough...I turned out just fine.
I taught myself to give hugs...but it's taken some time.
P.R.Deremer
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