Morning

I woke to summer’s day green and bright Birdsong announcing the end of night And though while pleasant to behold It was still lacking, if truth be told For you were not there to share it with me Robbing it of the lustre others might see For no matter how wondrous might be the day

Flower

If you were a flower I’d be for you a vase For in my life You will always have a very special place My arms for you are ever waiting For you to cuddle – hold You, oh little lamb of mine Have prime place within my fold The centre of my daily thoughts Whenever

Missed

My eyes at times are filled with mist As my love is sorely missed Tears I hold back as I feel the chill Of the empty bed you are supposed to fill I must be brave and await the day When we shall be united and together stay Padre

Absence

‘Absence makes the heart grow fonder’ This is a thing they say What absence does is create a void Each and every day For my heart cannot become more fond For it is my heart you fill But being away from you so long Is such a bitter pill Absence is a thing lonely Its