A Wish
"I wonder as I watch the moon
Bump noses with a star
Are you watching too?
Or is it dark and rainy where you are,
And when I turn a radio dial
and hear some song that's new
I wonder if off where you are,
You might be listening too.
Do you day dream as I day-dream,
And miss me, too, my dear?
And when I'm wishing I were there,
Are you wishing you were here?
Your letters help a lot,
Each page is full of charm,
But, darling, they aren't quite enough,
For letters don't have arms."
The poem my grandpa sent my grandma while stationed in San Francisco getting ready to be shipped out during WWII.
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