Poetry

Missing You

By 1st January 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

I miss you in the morning
When I wake up from the night.
I miss the kiss you gave me
As you snuggled up to hold me tight.

I miss you through the long, long days,
You’re not there when I call your name.
I miss you in the evening time,
Now I’m alone, it’s not the same.

But most of all I miss you,
When my pain is running deep,
For I miss you being next to me
When I close my eyes to sleep.

Peter Bruffell

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