I Remember

I remember the sound Of a cricket chirping As I sat by my winter window Trying to decide If I should call you Or wait for you to call me I remember how sad The trees appeared to be Hanging their heads in the rain Their tears drizzling down Into tiny streams That sought out the rivers That sought out the sea I remember your voice Once so soft and gentle Becoming quiet and still While I searched for the words That would say How much I had missed you I remember the first time You didn’t come home Wondering why it was I didn’t see us grow apart As I listened to a chirping cricket Watching the falling rain From my winter window