2,762 miles

Two thousand seven hundred and sixty-two miles

I think of you and I'm breathless

I never let go your necklace

You're protecting me and these strangers

Never telling me of the dangers

You have all of my heart

I cannot stand being apart

When I hear your voice

I know I made the right choice

Two weeks later you'e at my door

I can't believe it, I hit the floor

You get down on one knee

I can't believe what I see

You ask me to be your wife

I cannot imagine a better life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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