Gateway- a poem

HOW can it be that you are here,

When you are far away?

Or can it be that, actually,

It’s merely a gateway?

AND to the gate you come at times,

to gently say hello.

And then you promise lovingly,

Returns- before you go.

WHILE I pass by the gate to you,

Remembering ever still,

How much I love you every day,

And how I always will.

Retm

A & F