Her

The image of her

carries me through everyday.

The thought of her

makes all the hurt okay.

 

Her deep sea blue eyes

helps me be strong,

when days behind bars,

seem slow and long.

 

Memories of me with her,

makes me smile.

My love for her is strong,

longer than the millionth mile.

 

The “I love you”s,

get me through it all,

until the day

I hold her again in my arms.

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