Reacting to a year full of memories overwhelmed her
Every insult and hurt brought tears to her eyes
Filling her with a sadness that threatened to overwhelm her
Letting loose a shuddering sob, she focused on the positives
Every hug and laugh filled her to overflowing with a happiness that leaked between the tears
Changing them to wet badges of joy
That lifted her spirit and gave her hope for the new year
Focusing on her reflection in the mirror
Rachel wondered how she could go on
After everything she’d been through, there was so little left
Glass was far more robust than her current mental state
It felt like at any moment she would shatter into a million pieces
Leaving emotional shards across the floor
Except that’s when her son came by and gave her a hug, pulling her back together.
Slurping a liquid hug
On a cold gray dreary day
Uplifts her spirits, and she sighed contentedly
Perhaps she would be lucky and tomorrow be gloomy again
Finding the boarders of his existence
Realizing that what he pictures isn’t infinite
And that is strangely okay with him
Making his world more intimate
Enveloping him in a hug
Reaching from one horizon to the other
A pair of dull gray arms hug the hard-compacted earth underneath
Iron spikes cement the bond of their timeless relationship
Lasting valentine to the age of steam
Give yourself a little space today
Realize that you are not perfect
And that no one in their right mind should expect that from you
Care for yourself and give yourself a huge mental hug
Everything might not be okay, but you can still grant yourself a little…
The desire from human contact
On the arm, shoulder, a full hug
Unties stress and allows us to feel like we belong
Critical to our wellbeing
He took it too far though
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Confounded by all the dirt and grime
Leon threw down his mop and sunk to the floor
Eleven hours from now his mother would be visiting
And everything will be scrutinized for perfection
Now he knew that perfection wasn’t going to happen
Ursula swept into the apartment, but all she did was give Leon a hug
Pushing aside the dirt and grime of his worries and making his smile sparkle
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If you are sitting on the fence
That’s where indecision hangs out, looking for company
Reaching out to give you a hug to get you to stay a while
It thinks fence sitting is a fine past time
Even if it means that nothing gets decided or done
Do or do not, there is no…
The ramen slowly softened in the bubbling water while Mandy watched. She knew she should eat, but she wasn’t hungry.
“Hey Mandy, watcha doing?”
Mandy smiled a sad smile and shook her head. “Making some food.”
Kristofer came over and joined her staring at the dancing noodles. “Can I have some?”
“You can have all of it. I was just thinking I didn’t want it anymore.”
Kristofer looked at her face, but Mandy kept her vision focused on the noodles. “Really, you can take it.” She ripped open the flavor packet and dropped its contents into the pot, staining the water a turmeric yellow. The promise of salty goodness bloomed in the air, and Mandy gave herself a little hug.
Kristofer grabbed a bowl and came back to the pot. “Do you think it’s done?”
Mandy stirred the soup, watching how the noodles tried to entangle themselves around the spoon, but Mandy was too fast for them. She was able to navigate those waters without any attachment. “Yep. It’s done.” She picked the pot up by its handle and expertly poured the steaming liquid into the proffered bowl. “Enjoy.”
Kristofer took the bowl and was soon slurping the contents. “Are you sure you don’t want some?” he asked while chewing.
Mandy finally looked him in the eyes, allowing her to ignore his mouth and her stomach. “Nope. I’ll be fine. It’s all good.”
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