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Nov 2017
Each day passes by and
I silently cry wishing it
weren't so that she is so
far away, and why does
it has to be that way on
this cold winter day I
just don't know, because
she needs and craves
my warmth so.

In the past we were one
and losing her was very
sad but so many years
later I am glad that we
started again because
again I have found the
one who showed me
how real loving is done.

But as each day passes
by I will cry forever until
she and I reunite for then
I have won the fight and
being with her again will
be such delight and such
a stunning sight to see,
walking hand in hand
laughing with smiling
into the night.
                             Jon York   2017
Jon York
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Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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