It's all relative but then again there is not very much relativity in my life at this stage so many years so many gone thoughts of reluctant childhood hugs denied kisses spurned for playtime and the soft loving tones their voices carried even when disappointed by a hug less, kiss less goodbye
Grandma MoMo in her white flowered dress in the big bronze coffin looking so very small I scribbled a note and left it in her hand
my most precious Mom in the cardboard box rolling into the crematorium my lips still chilled from my last kiss goodbye and the box containing her stayed warm for hours
grand pap minus a Raleigh smoke but still wearing his glasses laid out to bid adieu
Grandma Margaret crying "I don't want to die." a week before she bled out of my life
Grand pap Ralph singing "He's got the whole world in his hands" whenever he held me
and Grandma Irline peeking out the window whenever I left her blowing kisses and smiling from one hearing aid to the other
Aunt Mary who looked me right in the eyes in the midst of her comatose state with such understanding, a loving stroke bent smile and a single tear just a day before she passed
Uncle bob's gravelly voice saying " I love you boy, drive careful." the year cancer took his throat and bladder and then him.. ?????????????????????? what is the price of one more hug one more kiss one more hour of just one of those voices or all of them in a reunion of souls
unreachable and sad beyond all my riches and denied in my mortal state
I still long for what I once took for granted as a boy I kiss my boy every day often and make a point to say " I love you!" and hug him tight whenever the urge strikes
one never knows when he might face the loss of my own and wish he had some kiss denied back or some hug shrugged away or the "I love you too." never uttered cause there were friends nearby
go and hug something relative right now, share a kiss and bathe in their voice
time is wicked and it steals so many opportunities without an alarm soon hands on a clock will replace hands holding you wrinkled old hands hugging you and the only talk you will hear will tick you off cause it signals the passing of so much love.
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