Dear Grandma... I Miss Your Hugs
Dear Grandma… I miss your hugs
There’s something very special about a hug from you
The stillness and softness, the lovingness too
The bigness, the sweetness, the I-feel-so-neat-ness
Those are the hugs that really most miss
My daddy’s hugs are huge and often times wriggly,
And mummys are gentle and special and giggly,
But when mummys tired, and daddys all rushed,
I think of you grandma, and I miss your hugs.
Why can’t you come over and play hand in hand?
Daddy says it’s a virus, but I don’t understand
Are you cozy and warm in your cozy, warm place?
Or do your cockles grow cold without me to chase?
I can still hear your voice and still see your smile,
when we sit by the screen and chat for while,
I usually love listening to the story’s you tell,
but lately grandma, I’ve been missing your smell
For inside of me is the best part of you
And inside of you is the best part of me too
And this part is a tree that grows bigger with love
And the biggest love of all, is grandma’s warm hug
Author: Rowan Aish, co-founder of Parent Village, Mental Health and Family Support Worker, Surfer