If I had my way,
what would I do?
In this unaccustomed medium
of off-again, on-again thought,
I focus not on the message
(whatever that might have been)
but on the method.
Do I change hands here? Is this the time?
No, wait.
Bring some thought to this!
I stay with the pen so it will carry me off
to find the answer.
The question, again?
Here: if I had my way, what would I do?
Would I take your hand
in both of mine and say nothing,
do nothing but be with you?
Hands sandwiched just so.
Words set aside. Experiencing the glow of us.
I can take it bigger—outside, so to speak.
Now what would I do?
Does it GET bigger than a sandwich of hands?
Oh. Good question.
If we all sandwiched hands every day,
the world would change.
A friend recommends a daily full hug—
a one- or two- or three-minute hug.
For everyone. Hug. Breathe. Keep hugging.
Goodness gracious me!
Goodness.
Grace.
Good grace and blessings to us all.
Every one.
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