To say goodbye until we meet again without tears,
is such a gift, which until many a year was spared..
To begin the countdown as you leave and finish at day five or six,
seems like all these years, love life was in such a fix..
To have conversations which go beyond talk time,
to laugh together and forget the entire week's grind..
To the sense of belonging to each other,
to believe in the years of being together..
So much for absence makes the heart grow fonder,
just that if the absence is just Mondays to Saturdays...I don't have too much to wonder or ponder...
is such a gift, which until many a year was spared..
To begin the countdown as you leave and finish at day five or six,
seems like all these years, love life was in such a fix..
To have conversations which go beyond talk time,
to laugh together and forget the entire week's grind..
To the sense of belonging to each other,
to believe in the years of being together..
So much for absence makes the heart grow fonder,
just that if the absence is just Mondays to Saturdays...I don't have too much to wonder or ponder...