Ninety Nine Days - Poem by Tia Maria
Love letters, text and telephone calls.
Poems, pictures and many emails.
And still here I am and there you are.
So close in thought, unyet so far.
In these past ninety nine days...
We have made our wills into ways,
To keep this good thing that we found.
Love sure makes our world go round...
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