The Hug

Soulders tense, neck strained.
He stretched himself out but it still pained.

Looking at his watch, he realized it was late.
Even then the place was crowded with people resigned to their fate.

For some, it was the month end.
For others, it was tight deadlines to fend.

All faces had the same weary look.
After, it was a lot of energy that the toil took.

Finally, battling the traffic and incessant rain,
He drove homewards and into his lane.

Dragging his tired feet up the stair,
Was just about all he could bear.

Entering his home using his keys,
He finally found a moment of peace.

The two pairs of bright twinkling eyes surprised him,
Even the late hour had not made them dim.

They both jumped up in joy.
At once impish as well as coy.

They wrapped him in a tight hug,
Their little hands on his back gave his heart a tug.

The warmth spread through his being.
The strain was also not long in going.

God bless these little souls
Whose little hugs can even make climbing a mountain seem like a stroll.