But for Andrew

I can only touch you through glass,
but I can't feel your hair,
I kiss you through pictures,
but there is no warmth in your cheeks.
I stood you on a shelf,
but you never move,
It's been almost seven years,
but you are no older.
I long to hear your voice,
but I only hear echoes.
I listen for your footsteps,
but I only hear tears fall.
I want you to be home,
but I know you are far away.
I want to visit you,
but it will have to be in my mind.
I see you very day,
but in a sun set and a sun rise.
I know you are looking at me,
but it is from a twinkle in a star.
I shall love for you ever,
but with no buts at all...

Written by David Merrills
TCF, Central Connecticut Chapter