A Drifting Image

I wonder, from time to time,

If I still happen to cross your mind?

Because I have not forgotten you,

and in my head your face often comes to view.

Every time I hear the sirens in my city,

I hope that no harm has come to you, pretty.

And that would seem a foolish thought,

because the only place I’m close to is where you’re not.

But I know I’ll continue to think of you each day,

and hope that my image occasionally drifts your minds way.


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