Familiar Promises


As the days grow long,
the seasons change
time ticks steadily on,
know you are not alone-
not in thought, in step
not in sleep, in song.
I am ever with you;
my heart beats along
to the tick of the clock,
at pace with your own
hurrying, urging you home.

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