The Writers' Circle

Long distance love


The distance sorrows my heart
Longing is constantly mine
With family so far away
Brings a need for steel from within

There's no touch to cover the words
A glance can not be given
No quick chats facing each other
Or visits of coffee and news

The baby sleeps without my observance
He grows quickly 
Is it bicycle or books
For favourites are unknown to me

The stuttering technology frustrates
Trying to enter their world
precious moments are lost
and pictures of their life not seen

One day the miles will surrender
They'll fill the endless void
Gladness with flow from our eyes
And be encircled with loving arms

There isn't a day or an hour
Their presence is not on my mind
Happiness is all that's important
Theirs and mine and ours