Thursday, 1 April 2010

the long way home



There's a lot that stands between us now.
Years and time
Distance and space
God and science

Expectations.

And even though we no longer look the same
I still have your hands

And maybe that will count
One day
When we both need to reach out and hold onto something real.

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3 comments:

  1. pserean3 April 2010 at 01:56

    lovely poem:)
    its reminds me of the Opposite of seamus heaney's poem'follower'- which started off as a union and ended in fracture.
    funny how we always remember the sad ones...

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  2. the writer3 April 2010 at 15:54

    thanks pserean :)
    hmm, i never thought of it that way before, but an interesting contrast hey...

    thanks for reading!

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  3. pserean5 April 2010 at 20:37

    i can honestly say... it was a pleasure:)

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