Whispers Across The Distance:
In the quiet of morning,
I reach out,
but your warmth remains,
a sun far away.
The radio plays our song,
the tune hugging me close like you used to.
Each note flutters,
stirring up butterflies from my memories-
being apart makes me miss you even more.
When will you be here with me?
I’m waiting for the day when my dreams become real.
U