5220 (8403)

Across wires and satellite speak come devotions and amazement,
promises and dedication from unmet souls longing to be known,
tears of joy and voices breaking at the thought of you so far away.
I relay the messages at every chance and take snapshots with every blink,
hoping to appease the ocean between them and you with tidbits,
with progress reports so that you will be recognized, known, even familiar
until distances dissolve across the bridges we’ll have built.



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  1. Gail Newport

    This one made me cry like a baby!!

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