From nanowrimo character’s point of view
Drawing Near
Though I have God, my GPS,
The radio, the internet,
My unborn babe, my dog and phone
I feel alone, I feel alone
As pines and rocks go inching by
Through mountains, rain and gloomy sky
As starving men desire food
I long for you, I long for you
As mile markers go slowly past
I dream of seeing you at last
My love for you becomes so clear
As I draw near, as I draw near
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