Absence makes the heart grow they say
But as for me that’s not okay
I do not like our times away
When our only contact is electronically
I await our reunions sweet
When we can touch when we meet
It is then that the heart truly grows fond
As we cuddle and to each other’s kisses respond
But for now we are by distance parted
That love is still firm should not be doubted
But how much better when we shall meet
When we together will each other complete
Padre
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