Today something a bit different; a poem.
Oceans Away
This for the understanding
One for the money and two of the show
Three to get ready…
And before you go, reach out and call my name
Images of the moments
Glints of knowing through familiar smilesAching hands warmed with no body
Hugging pillows…eating chocolate
Sounds of the one, bridged into my ear
Lamenting the joy and the dream we share
When do you here?
These pillows don’t hug back
Husam (Sam) Salman
