Poetry by Jeff Green


Time differences

by cricketjeff on October 21, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A Wednesday morning hung with rain
It’s time go to work again
Some more of life flushed down the drain
I’d rather be with you

Across an ocean where you lie
My heartbeat makes the softest sigh
I wish I held you in my eye
I want to be with you

This time of night I hope you sleep
With pleasant dreams that you can keep
I think of you across the deep
Though I am not with you

Another day will be brand new
With many things you want to do
I hope that I will talk to you
And you will talk to me