Somewhere.
How can this be?
That I love you so?
You are far away.
I have far to go.
If I got there today.
I am sill too slow.
I want you right now.
That much I know.
Where are you hiding?
Oh where can you be?
Are you over the mountains?
Or beyond the sea.
I am searching the woodlands.
Behind every tree.
I know I will find you.
So when will that be?
Jim Raab.
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Jimmy,
ReplyDeleteGod made an angel special as can be.
Hid you in Jersey too far for me to see.
I was locked in isolation but you had the key.
And a web of inspiration that caught on to me.
I Love You.
And now I know what love is.