The Thought Of You

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May 2002 Poetry

The thought of you,

makes me smile.

And makes me want to run to you,

over each and every mile.

~

The thought of you,

at times makes me cry.

Because sometimes we don’t talk,

and I don’t know why.

~

But through it all,

your thoughts get me through,

all the long days,

until I get to see you.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 5-9-02.

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poetvg's picture

good poem