Praying You Near
Don’t fret, my Dearest.
It will only be me.
With my hands clasped together
quite determinedly.
I’m pleading with heaven for favor, you see
’cause the trip’s getting tougher without you by me.
Don’t worry, dear Darling.
For there’s nothing to fear.
If a breeze out of nowhere
shoots straight past your ear
It’ll only be a sigh from my lips over here
as I repeat the words meant for praying you near.
by Ramsy
photo by ipopba
