Zena

Zena

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Far Away Friends
You're there
I'm here.
So many miles by airplane
Yet no farther than a heartbeat.
Your voice on the phone
Reminds me of all we've shared.
So quickly uprooted and transplanted
No wonder your roots are wobbly.
Your family has been flung far
But your heart is here.
Like your mother
You'll always be here
In spirit.

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