Hugs No More Poem by Darwin Henry Beuning

Great and emotional writing about the new norm. This virus has done a lot more than taken lives. It has stolen a sweet expression of warmth and compassion that brought people together. Saying good bye to another sweet expression that now is a gesture of the past.

Due to summer virus Corona, we have suffered a lot. The world has cried very much. Many remained in quarantine. Every morning is new but at present no one shakes hands. Social distancing has become prime factor to maintain. During such period of critical feature, a hug is in verge of extinction. Every person is missing hug. This poem is very amazingly and excellently penned...10

I believe my sister (aged 75?) said she hugged a h.s. classmate of mine (72 y.o.) at the woman's husband's funeral. So there! It CAN be done. I saw in a newspaper that in our coastal county in California, Humboldt Co.. a fifth death 'from virus infection' has been reported. But there have been over 400+ positive testings have been reported. And active cased now number 65. So, it ain't a death warrant for all. bri :)

Finally, after eight days since I posted my first poem, Poem Hunter has allowed them to be activated. I have six poems, three of which are limericks. My latest is " The Doctor's Verdict" , just posted a few minutes ago and already it shows up.

It is true of my country also-no more hugs, or at least not so many. This poem really makes me think. Is social distancing really so regrettable? I don't mind handshakes, but I don't go in for hugging. Never have. Still a tremendous poem.

So sad that we have lost the one thing that most of us need the most!

Well done, Hank! I miss handshakes, but I miss hugs even more!