You're out across the cobalt blue
only 40 miles away
but beyond my "Hungry, Hungry Hippos" grasp
Pretty soon you'll be so far
that my desperate swipes
won't even ruffle your clothes
But if my arms could reach
all the way from Plainville
down to Fort Benning, Georgia
my limbs might be cold
but my prayers would be warm
And with you
Monday, February 18, 2013
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