The Hug

Your clinging hug says, “I love you, dear”

And sometimes it says, “You need a cheer”

I need that warmful squeeze

Begging on bended knees

For that bright sunshine cuddle

That gives light like a candle

That unforgettable embrace

Don’t let these arms ever unlace

My sweet love, nurse me like a mother

Cherish me until the last hour

Like folded mountains we are so enfold

Where I am in a world richer than gold

That clinging hug says, “Good luck and good bye”

And always says your love will never die