missing too much or just enough
these times alone are far to rough
I've lived well and laughed hard
to help me through this time apart
I need inspiration in times down low
still 50 days until I can go
...
a brief pause
with no loss
smiles on screens
are sweet and serene
with digital kisses and winks
not enough, but will suffice
for now
it is into a further future I must gaze
this life just got twist turned upside down
all for better days
ones with more grins and less frowns
...
repetitive, repeating, redundant
over and over the same thoughts flow
which doesn't offer much space for this feeling to grow
found a place of comfort for now which will do
until I am home, a place which has you
rhyming or not, no stanza stays true
one time or two, four times or more
I hold no sequence, just frequent mistakes
in typing are few, but prose offers many
...
let the good times roll
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