Wanting
Dear Friend,
What longing awaits our soul?
What grief is embedded in our hearts?
We are counting the days before they start
Praying that it will end, and we will be together again,
But time has its strength and grief has its length,
Reality can be so impolite, but it can show us the light.
The happenings are many,
The changes are few,
Whatever you do,
Remember to be true,
My dear friend how much I miss you.
©2013 Christine Phillips
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