101 Days…

A little poem for a Thursday morning, enjoy πŸ™‚

The first step you took out our door
It suddenly felt so cold, so raw.
I watched you go, I wished you well
Even though letting you go was hell.
I wait for your calls, a letter
Though seeing you myself would be much better.
I want to see you again, safe and sound
Because this loneliness has me bound.
It seems a lifetime away,
Since I saw you last May,
And till I see you again, 101 days away.


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