with you
Even though i miss youand our worlds are far apart
i cannot reach to kiss you
but your right there in my heart
for if things are meant to be
and dreams are supposed to come true
I know i am not with you now
but oneday I shall be with you
with you
Even though i miss youA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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