John Wilowski Poet Couplet

The Power of a Hug

I woke up this morning
and felt a little cold
thought I might have lost
a little piece of soul.
I boiled up some water
poured some coffee in a mug
and wished you were here by me
to give me a warming hug.

I remember as a child
I’d give my mothers dress a tug,
She would pick me up 
and give me the warmest hug.
I would put my head against her			
and she would kiss my mug,
put me down on the floor
where I’d run laughing on the rug.

Some people take their solace
in their use of drugs
and others find their solace
in tipping up a jug.
I just laugh at them
and give it all a shrug
I know there’s nothing stronger
than the power of a hug.

I wish there was a chain in time
that I could give a tug
and you would appear before me
and give me a loving hug.
I’d put my arms around you
pull you close to me
and hold you till we vibrated
into eternity.

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