Catch Up Poem by Josiah Hutchison

Catch Up



I can almost see your face-
I can almost hear your voice-
I can almost feel your touch.
But almost will never give me
you.

I can wait to see you-though-
I can wait. It's not all
dark on the horizion. You
are there. We are there.
It's not as bad as some think.

Wait for me-we'll play catch-up -
you and I.

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