Poem, “Grandchild” or “Unrequested Hugs”
April 30, 2017 /
Unrequested hugs, especially when I am body slammed at a full run (she is almost two years old), with pure enthusiasm and mischief, prompted this:
Grandchild
Grandchild who are you
That can make joy spread and vibrate
In each cell that is my body
How do your eyes
The faces you make
Keep me wrapped around your finger
Your marvel at the world
Is wonder and pure emotion
Your smile is healing to my soul
When you hug me all on your own
Right then I am lost in you
And found at the same time
Purely present in that blissful moment
NmK
Neal Klein
Life After Emilee, on the loss of my wife to pancreatic cancer. I’m not accepting comments right now but please feel free to get in touch via my Contact page.