A poem for Christa
I miss you like a fish misses the sea
I need you like the Earth needs it’s trees
I hope to see you soon like the early morning light
I know this doesn’t make much sense
I guess I’m trying to say….
Christa come home.
Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 10:37 AM UTC
A poem for Christa
I miss you like a fish misses the sea
I need you like the Earth needs it’s trees
I hope to see you soon like the early morning light
I know this doesn’t make much sense
I guess I’m trying to say….
Christa come home.
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