How is it that one can become so attached
At such a deep level
With someone they\'ve never met,
Nor will ever meet,
Simply by sharing poetry?
The question answers itself;
Poetry is of the soul, and in sharing it,
Souls touch.
The facade of physicality is irrelevant,
Not in play.
The connection is at a spiritual level,
Beyond the mind and matter of us.
I do not know, from what you told us,
If or when you might return.
But know this ...
When I say I will miss you
My sweet young friend,
Know the depths from which I speak ...
I will miss you, Kathy Hall.