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For my husband to know how much i missed,loved him during a transition in our life |
| I sit to write A poem of love Sadness is all that flows My heart hurts with longing For a time gone by I miss my friend I want to come and sit and talk Share a cup of tea Phone hugs are good Just not the same I miss my friend I lie in bed and think a bit My life is good in this new place It's hard to make a life sometimes Part of my heart is with you each day I miss my friend I make new friends They are treasures for sure They care for me well But my mind is full of memories Of the way it use to be I miss my friend People ask me if I miss my home My answer is not the truth It's not that I don't love them here I just wish they understood I miss my friend I listen to you talk Recounting the scenes in you life's play With my part written out My pulse grows quick With each sentence you speak Please understand I miss my friend I hold that pain inside of me That place is close to my heart you see That place I call my friend Hold me close Even though we seem far Please remember I miss my friend |