i miss you in the morning
i miss you in the evening
i miss you when the leaves fall,
and when they grow again

i miss you while i'm working
i miss you while i'm idle
i miss you almost all the time
as though it never ends

i miss the way you'd call me
the day before my birthday
the first to say
enjoy your day
and that of me you're thinking

i wish you got to meet my son
his name is after you
"Sonny or sunny", people say
but either one is true

i miss the summers at your house
the season reminds me too
that i wish
the chance to say
one last "i love you"