When I heard your voice again,
My gladness burst forth and my voice could hardly contain,
And when we hung up, I could hardly keep from crying
To know that I could have had days
To talk and visit, but instead
Mere hours to share the God-musings
And general happenings of years.
May God stretch the time, as only he can.
We’ll jump right into it, as heart friends do.
How much I have missed you.
How much I look forward to the morrow.
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