Lousy poet misses his girl

Sycamore IL

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I miss waking to have little notes sent and left for me to read. I miss when you first responded to the lousy poems I posted years ago, like the one below. I pray you are well. I pray you may still stop by here. Another night, another stare Another dark night, the light of the screen glares Second by second, minute by minute Over and over And over again Sometime soon the hour is finished Another day, the sun fades Another day passing, light gives way Day by day, time passing by Over and over And over again Someday the days will die Another summer, soon no other Another fall, leaves will change Can we find beauty in their color Is there time to rearrange Or will the months tumble down Calendar pages to the ground Over and over And over again Life has it's seasons But winter will win And it stands to reason Spring and summer will have been But there's a little strength in us left There's a little life left in us yet. Winter winds and cold shoulders Close our eyes and let's forget Lay your head upon my breast. Another kiss, another touch Moment by moment, Over and over n over And over again