I Think of You

When the rising day’s light first dawns scribing the sky in streaks of bronze, I think of you so far away and wish the best for your good day. At mid-day when warming sunshine speaks of head with heart align, I think of you so far away and wish your troubles all allay. When evening sets with heavy lids, her color in dark gray forbids, I think of you so far away and wish the gods to not betray. At darkest night within cool breeze that gently floats across the seas, I think of you so far away and hope my wishes find their way.