Oh, How I miss your presence,
How I miss the joy I feel with you.
How I miss the way you make me feel
when ever I’m near you.
How I miss your eyes
the way you look at me.
How I miss your smile
and way about you.
How I feel so happy whenever you are near.
How I love to feel your gentle eyes
upon my presence.
How I miss the kindness
in your ways.
How I miss the wittiness
about your all.
How I loved to laugh
whenever you teased me.
How I miss the way you are,
the way you make me feel.
How I miss your presence.
Copyright ©2009 Dianne Meldrum
