The Most Tender Hug

With puppy dog eyes

He begged for my touch

That child like look

Not asking for much

A casual glance

Then look to the ground

Can’t look at me straight

So he fidgets around

Not wanting to say it

Nor want it to much

He tries to be casual

About needing to touch

I must admit

With this memometary advantage

I milked the moment

For each pennies worth

And valued it more then

Frankincense or myrrh

More then pearls, diamonds or gold

I treasured his wanting me

For a moment to hold

To share an embrace

The most tender hug

A gentle expression

Of our unconditional love

Written by:  Shawna Collette Haney Evans Mc Whorter