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Grandpa's Hugs

January 14, 2020
By 0herbst GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
0herbst GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Wrapping his arms around me,

he pulls me in—warm and shaky.

He smells like the color of salmon,

his minuscule hair tickling my cheek.

It’s been six years since I’ve hugged him.

Yet he’s always in my arms.


The author's comments:

A sijo poem about my grandpa.


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