the hours fly by
but the days go slow
crazy times at work
thoughts interrupting flow
and while I'm here
you're in a car
driving hard to get to
where the mountains are
each marker passed
a component part
each mile bringing you
closer to your heart
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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