2.52

By mmPoems Posted in 2014, Poems Leave a reply

Miles away,
all I can think,
is how are you?
Counting the minutes,
until I can be back at our home too.
Kissing you,
loving you,
admiring my wife.
I am very lucky,
for this life.

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