Though we are many miles apart, The ties that bind you to my heart Grow stronger with each passing day, And very oft I seem to hear Your own voice singing sweet and clear And melodies you used to play. In fancy I can see your smile, And though I miss you all the while And long for you with every day, I have set for you the highest goal Of growth in body, mind, and soul; For this I daily pray. I wish for you a hand of skill -- Well trained and subject to your will, The very thought a solace brings. A gleam of comfort to my mind -- A recompense I truly find As I help give your spirit wings. When you have reached my high ideal And turned my dreams into the real -- Become the man for whom I pray; This will be recompense to me For days of absence that I see -- And more I cannot say. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 78 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ENOCH ARDEN by ALFRED TENNYSON A BATTLE BALLAD TO GENERAL J.E. JOHNSTON by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR VACANT STALL by ELIZABETH WILCOX BEASLEY TIME'S SHADOW by MATHILDE BLIND THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 2. HALF-ROME by ROBERT BROWNING |