Far Away

She gazed up as a plane flew by

In the night sky

And her mind wandered far

Past the city and her parked car

In the driveway of her house on the hill

As she looked out the window sill

Up to where the dreams

Float above the gleams

Of the city and its lights

Where children fly their kites.

Up in the plane, in the clowds high

One may hear her sigh

Longing to be

Down where she could see

Each petal of every flower

And taste the sweet and sour

Of rhubarb pie

And not have to think about goodbye.

Where they could just be in bliss

And hold eachother in their arms because they would miss

Every moment apart

And feel the aching of their hearts.

Yet hope still burnt like a fire

In their souls for their desire

To meet again.