In the pale sunlight of the morning, I miss your divine glow. In the shining sunlight of the noon, I miss your angelic shadow. In the sinking sunlight of the evening, I miss you and only you.
In the harsh winds of the society, I miss your strong care. In the large outside world unknown, I miss your natural love. In the massive tree of a billion people, I miss you and only you.
In the beautiful meadows, I miss your voice. In the scenic mountains, I miss your company. In the picturesque seas, I miss you and only you.
Okay, this is a poem for my mother and I hope she loves it.