Touch

In this social distancing time

I think of touch

I live alone

And miss it

The littlest touch

From a family member

Or a friend

A hug

A human interaction

The virtual meeting screen feels cold

The faces may smile

But the touch of one human to another

Missing

My daughter FaceTimes

‘Mom, hold my hand’

She says the words and I hold my hand up to hers on the screen

‘Don’t let go mom….’

And I promise her I won’t

Yes, we all miss it

Touch