PenPal
Words typed hurriedly worriedly searching for an okay to come let me knoe that he is fine let me have my dandylion let me here the way he is let me have the love we share let me find the love again and carry it to there let me find a way to hold him let me find a way to tell him he is love and consternation and still a lot of fun he is fond of hearing stories and waiting for the phone he is happy with the one that he calls love how can she knoe that just a letter in the snail mail makes me think of home of hearing name at role call and receiving some anything at all when encamped so far from home makes life worthwhile it carries more than merely sustenance it carries me my love she is more than just a lover she is more than just a smile away my PenPal is my love even on a mailless day.
