this is syrupy, saccharin, sentimental, sloppy and really Hallmarky (all the stuff I can’t stand) and I apologize in advance

She wasn’t loving or unloving;
she seemed, well, a-loving
but really in need of love;
When she hugged,
a great sucking
sound rang in my ears
and accompanied
a pull on the
marrow of the bone
like she was trying
desperately to get
the love that would
take her from “a” loving
to “b” loving.
Isn’t a hug a gift?
Of course, one gets when one
gives but, on balance, doesn’t
the give outweigh the get?
Isn’t a hug to fill and aren’t
we perpetually in need of
love?
So, I get and then I give,
like a baby gets and gets
and gets and then one
day the little boy or girl
gives…to mom or dad
or brother or sister or
a soft doll or a big dog
and the big dog kisses
the little boy or little
girl’s face and he or
she laughs and laughs
and laughs and every-
one feels the comfort
filling the soul like
the hot homemade
soup your mom
made for you when
you were sick and
in need of the love
that would heal.
And I know this
is syrupy, saccharin,
sentimental, sloppy
and really Hallmarky (all the
stuff I can’t stand)
and those sickening
signs in gift shops
that people
buy and plaster on their
walls because
all that stuff,
apparently,
is missing from
the home and I’m
thinking of Pat
Boone singing “Thee I
Love” for the movie
Friendly Persuasion,
(sheesh!) but
as I think back to
those hugs I got
and how my life
blood was pulled
like Dracula had
just bit into my
neck, I think about
the soup I got
when I was sick
and how I was
allowed to scrape
the pot after the
fudge was removed
and how she took
me downtown (just
the two of us) to
eat at Stouffer’s
Top Floor Restaurant
(with the greenest
green peas in chicken
pot pie) and then see
a movie and I guess,
more than anything
else, she hadn’t
received the needed
hugs when she was
a kid,
so I just accepted
it for what it was
and let the life blood
flow. I was given
enough big dog
kisses that I had
some love to share.

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One thought on “this is syrupy, saccharin, sentimental, sloppy and really Hallmarky (all the stuff I can’t stand) and I apologize in advance

  1. Interesting how we fight off all the love that we need….but we are the blessed ones who got loved in spite of ourselves. Hallmarky or Biblically?

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