Hug

Wet from womb,
both of us crying,
shaking hands bring skin to skin
and hold on tight.

Rocking and swaying
on the tree top,
I coo, caress, and kiss away cries
and hold on tight.

Boo-boos and Band-aids,
skip, kick, and trip;
I dry both cheeks and ice both knees
and hold on tight.

Bedtime monsters
creep out from closets;
I scare them away and dare them to stay
and hold on tight.

And then came the day when
she held me.

Pulled me in close,
my head to her chest,
two small hands encircled my neck

and held on tight.

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