Your Words

I read your many written words today My mind was pulled to then The many, lovely days we played I wish for them again I had to go, had much to do A focused mind to hone But, now I stop to think of you And the love to which you’re prone You may not wish to speak to me Or then again, you might I only wish that you could see Your words bring me delight So, I’ll read your words again tomorrow And for every day there after You’ll always chase away my sorrow By filling my days with laughter