Monday, December 18, 2000

I Love You, I Miss You.

I love you, I miss you.

When the day breaks upon me, the birds sing your name, and the snow sparkles like the mischief in your eye. When the stars burn brilliant and twilight clouds roll past the moon I see you dancing in the shadows of the sky.

I love you, I miss you.

When I feel the gentle wind upon me and am wrapped in its embrace, I am lost in the memory of your caress. When the coals glow golden on the old stone hearth to the quite night about me in a whisper I confess:

I love you, I miss you.

- Mike Wood

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