She Is Out There
I know she is out there somewhere
Searching for me not really knowing
Where I am
Whoever she is I truly hope we meet soon
even if she does not often travel with a silver
spoon
We are distant candles she and I especially
With each eye open although maybe we are groping
but rightfully so as the rivers do flow- face reality
Copyright © John Long | Year Posted 2007
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