Postcards

Everyday I reach out for tokens

That greet me at the door

Just simple little postcards

You pick like flowers by the road

I wonder about the images

And the taste of the miles you log

They are covered with adventure

While I wait for long distance calls

But soon there will be two suitcases

And two postcards in our palms

Together we will send memories

To the ones we love back home

So, until I am with you

I will wait for that knock upon the door

To add another postcard

Of our seasons that have endured

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