Sunday, March 19, 2006

When the nights are lonely

When the nights are lonely,
and the rain is ticking on your windows,
when the wind is rattling the trees,
that is when I miss you most.

When the sun is shining,
and people are smiling everywhere,
when the days are full of love,
that is when I miss you most.

When snowflakes are tumbling down,
melting on my outstretched hands,
children making snow-angels,
that is when I miss you most.

When spring is in the air,
flowers blooming all around me,
trees are getting green again,
that is when I miss you most.

All those things we did together,
all the moments we enjoyed,
they can never be replaced,
they live on in my memories.

Every day I think about you,
every time a fading smile,
since it are only memories,
and you'll never be around.

November 15th 2005, Cynthia

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