Looking at your Photo
makes me sad, with a smile.
The miles that separate us
will do so for a while.

Sometimes I must be far away;
you know that’s what I do,
but when I’m there, you know my dear,
I’m coming home to you.

So if you miss me; as I do you,
sometimes your down; as I am too,
just hold that picture for a while;
It’ll make you sad,
but with a smile.