Energy hugs are for free

I get one before I step out of home

Tightly wrapped in the arms

of my daughter who’s seven years old.

Powerful and bone-crunching

long and enduring

packed with vitamin and magic

and some fairy dust too.

I'm charged and ready

to start the day ahead.

Energy hugs are for free

I get one when I come back home

Tightly wrapped in the arms

of my daughter who’s seven years old.

She lifts me high above the ground

to soothe me from the gloom of gone

the warmth of those embraces

are sinking deep into my pores

I'm wobbly, light and gay

I feel my day is nicely done.

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An Anthology of Poems