Thousands of miles from home,
fourteen hours of flying,
two years of waiting,
I turned over, and he was there,
us asleep together, bodies intertwined,
to wake up and know he was there,
this was real, and it was not a dream.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Thousands of miles from home,
fourteen hours of flying,
two years of waiting,
I turned over, and he was there,
us asleep together, bodies intertwined,
to wake up and know he was there,
this was real, and it was not a dream.
I can feel a sense of calm joy to see him there. So much love. Well done in just a few words.