#National HuggingDay artwork and writing challenge. In these Lockdown Days hugs are precious to me, especially with my daughter and grandbairns. Are they to you? Have made artworks about hugs? Have you written unpublished/published work about hugs? Please DM me or message my WordPress blog?

In Grandma’s Garden

Old, gnarled trees give hugs.
Roses smell of antiseptic.
Especially when you’ve grazed
your knees. Dew is a sloppy kiss
And leaves a red mark.

Her arguments with Grandad
Are unmown grass, unweeded borders,
Magnolia bushes that need a prune,
Daisies between the cracks of flagstones.
My pocket money is her laughter.

Gradually even the raised beds
Need a hired gardener. She sits
In a white plastic chair at a white plastic
Table on the patio flagged by her son in law
And granddaughter and says
I’m going to have to move.
That sun is in my eyes.
-Paul Brookes

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