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  • While I’m gone away

    While I am gone away and cannot be reached,
    While this distance stands as a wall unbreached,
    While I walk free in the whiteness of the snow,
    Painting them in hues that only I may know,
    While I stride along unknown roads and paths
    While I shrivel away at the thought of baths
    While I shiver for want of warmth in the cold,
    Burdened though under woolens new and old,
    While I discover the depths of friends’ loves,
    Crowding together around the heat of stoves,
    While I sing and shout and crack laudy jokes,
    And drink from the plenty of adventure hopes,
    While again next morning I venture forth,
    In hopes of adding to my life’s full worth,
    While I swerve with the car at every turning,
    While I feel celebration whetting my yearning,
    While I ape and mirror the smiles unafraid,
    But inside gape at and fear the miles ahead,
    While so aware that with you I cannot be,
    Know that in my hearts I carry you with me.


    Originally shared with a friend in the Spring of 2013

    April 4, 2013
    Poems

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