I MISS YOU, BIBI

I MISS YOU BIBI

A bird outside my window
Cries out, I sing along​
The stillness of the morning
His cheerful happy song.

As the day progresses
I can feel a gentle breeze
The sun is shining brightly
Glistening upon the leaves.

The smell of fresh sweet flowers
And honeysuckle fills the air
The sky above so clear, so blue
Not a dark cloud anywhere.

I walk among the flowers
The branches and the trees
I remember your sweet face
And what you mean to me.

I’m wearing your favorite jacket
Your scent still lingers in the fleece
I pretend that you are here
Right now, walking next to me.

I can no longer talk to you
The way we used to do
But I can share my thoughts in dreams
The dreams I dream of you.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories. View all posts by Patty Richardson