So Many Miles

So many miles divide us now... So many fields of green... So
many roads, so many towns... Are scattered in between... It
seems as though I never could... Reach out and touch your hand
... Although we two are still within... The borders of this land
... So many fences, woods and streams... Appear to bar the
way... And every hour multiplies... The slowness of the day
... And yet each night when I look up... And see the starry
sky ... I know that you are waiting too... For time to wander
by ... And to each little silver star ... I throw a kiss or two...
And hope that they will hear me pray ... And drop them down to
you.


James J. Metcalfe

This poem is on page 60 in Poem Portraits by James J. Metcalfe

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