I will be envious of the snowflakes
that fall to kiss your skin.
For they are nearer than my lips have been.
Oh, I am Envious of snowflakes.
I will be envious of the sunlight
that is warmed by your embrace.
For if I could only see your face.
Oh yes, I am Envious of sunlight.
I will be envious of the days I don’t get with you,
envious of the nights too.
Truly, I am envious of the days and nights not spent with you.
So as sand slips through hands
You slip through mine.
It is hope that I have and hope that I will hold.
So as I go through another day untold,
I will be envious of the time that will unfold.
Time without us
Oh, and so another day:
Another day of Envy.