Jan's Poetic Collection

When you're not around,
I've nothing to do but count,
Count the days that are left,
For the days that would be best.

I want to make a call,
But your number doesn't respond,
I'm waiting for your letter,
But you can't find any post box near.

Dear, send your message though air,
Though not me but my heart can hear,
Ever beat that you deliver,
For though far yet you're so near.

Nothing's going well with me,
your memories are my support,
Every moment I'm in doubt,
If you've forgotten me.

You're in a far off city enjoying,
And here my heart is sinking,
Because some fears are there in my thinking,
May be some glow worms are near you, blinking.

Girl wherever you are,
Just remember me dear,
I'll always be there,
Waiting for you here.