I am looking a photo you sent me for Christmas
With your smile and behind you a wreath
I am thinking of you
Do you scroll through your photos
And do the same thing?
And sometimes I think of memories
Of you and us hanging out
I am thinking of you
Do you reflect on our memories together?
And smile at the thought of our connection?
I expect you to have your freedom without me
But it hurts when you are not around
Are you hurt when I am not around?
Or are you so busy that I don’t cross your mind?
A poignant poem Carly
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Thank you
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You’re welcome 😉
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