Missing Him

I missed some one a lot today, How he always loved to just play, And just a bit longer, always wanted to stay. He would always have some sort of joke, Never saw himself ‘broke’, And always charming when he spoke. I missed how, just BEcause, a broad smile, he would always wear, Confidently displayed it, without a care, And with everyone, it, always wanting to share. The most out of Life, he was determined to get, For anyone to break his spirit, he would never let, About much, he really wouldn’t fret, Nor would he ever really seem upset. I missed how he was always full of joy and carefree, How he was grounded by climbing a tree, I miss ‘him’, now more specifically, Because HE, is a version that exists within ME!