I dreamt last night I saw you
in Cedarville, behind a door.
Awake, I dreamt it could be true
and hoped to hold you more.
Asleep, it seemed not so clear
that between two apart, a hug can't be.
but maybe words can make us near--
be arms across the sea for me
To hug you when I cannot reach.
-For Joanna, by Mordecai.
