It's like I can almost feel you
It's like you're here with me
But in reality
You're many miles away
Yet my thoughts
Run to you
As I
Make my way through the day
I stop what I'm doing
To think about you
I wonder to myself
Is someone thinking of me also
But then I remember
What I was doing
So, back to work I go
But, then it happens again
I stop what I'm dong
Because I keep daydreaming
About you
2-11-19/RjH
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Interesting poem on nagging daydreams, you conveyed it with subtlety and youthful perception. I can relate to it, recalling how I felt in my high school years when I used to daydream of Paul McCartney.