I Miss You

I miss you when the sun shines for you're not seen beneath it's glow I miss you when the phone rings and your name is not on show, I miss you every evening, when I rest my weary head, I miss you every day since you've not been beside me in my bed. Yes I miss you for the world has now turned so many times, Yes I miss you when my mind aches from the pain that often blinds, Yes I miss you even when I do not cry your name out loud Yes I miss you my dear departed but yet I always will be proud. I'll be proud to tell folk stories, of the years we were so closely bound I'll be proud to tell our children, of the love that we had found, I'll be proud to show your pictures to anyone with the time to dwell, I'll be proud to show them poems that I once wrote for you as well. Yes I miss you every mind wake as every heart beat of mine is blue Yes I miss you when the door creaks but yet you do not come into my view, Yes I still miss you and that is only right, do you hear our children calling out for you Yes I miss you during many sleepless nights until I have to rise to face the morning dew.p And in the final days when I do falter as my end comes to take me on to you, I know that then I'll miss you no more, for as I leave you'll be in view... ©Rhumour March 3rd 2011 Edit April 2014