“I’ll come,
but I won’t give any hugs
because I have a cold.”
“Then I won’t look for one.”
Your response struck me as funny
Since I wasn’t in the habit of hugging you.
My hugs were for the seniors for whom we sang.
Somehow after the meeting
you and I got to talking about hugs
and you told me what your Nanny used to say:
“Every family needs knee-slapping,
knee-bending,
and knee-bowing.”
Laughter.
Discipline.
Prayer.
“Your Nanny was a wise lady.”
Who could have guessed
the best of all friendships
would be sparked by talk
of knees and hugs?
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