*Like the winter tree
Misses it's soft green leaves.
Like the sun is cooled by
Bhe rainclouds of the storm.
Like the winter rose
Misses the warmth of spring.
Like a broken string
on a violin
misses the music.
Like the parched
earth of summer
Misses the rain.
Like a summer night
Misses the trill of songbird's.
Is how I miss you my love.*
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC
*Like the winter tree
Misses it's soft green leaves.
Like the sun is cooled by
Bhe rainclouds of the storm.
Like the winter rose
Misses the warmth of spring.
Like a broken string
on a violin
misses the music.
Like the parched
earth of summer
Misses the rain.
Like a summer night
Misses the trill of songbird's.
Is how I miss you my love.*