Lost Love
I sat under the trees tonight
Watching the stars play in the leaves,
I could see the shadows in your hair
As if you were here with me at last.
I still think of you so often
And wonder where you are right now,
I think of how we would talk and gaze
Into each other's eyes for hours.
Now that I am older, my love
I miss you all the more,
I love you just as I did before,
Your face is always with me here.
Death took you too soon,
I will love you until I die.
Copyright © Patricia Leonaitis | Year Posted 2008
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