I Miss- for Contest
I miss the sweet comraderie
The words you'd leave for me to see
The teasing tongue tenacity
I never thought one day you'd be
Away from here, away from me
I miss the way you'd make me smile
Through darkest days, a word worthwhile
Would scatter gloom and chase the vile
Oh, how your charm could so beguile
I miss your certain kind of style
I miss the mystery in the rhyme
The sweet sensation every time
I'd read the most melodious chime
Now that you're gone, it's such a crime
I miss the banter, so sublime
I miss the way you used to tease
Then placate me just to appease
The playful lines were meant to please
My little heart, your lines would squeeze
I miss your spirit's gentle breeze
I miss you, dear, I miss you still
Your place no one can truly fill
I'll wait and wait and wait until
You come back and take up the quill
And let your presence, joy instill
I miss you...
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2024
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