Many Miles Away

(One part about working at Philmont was not seeing anyone from home or school all summer. I sent this poem to my girlfriend who was in Tennessee the same summer.)

Oh darling, whose face I see when my eyes are closed,
When I look at the stars
I know that you are looking with me many miles away.
When I laugh
I know that you are laughing with me many miles away.
When I cry
I know that you are comforting me many miles away.
All I have to do is look at your heart
And I know that you still love me many miles away.