I long for silent winter nights when crisp sheets of snow fold over the mosaic landscape and dust my windows
I don’t hear the mournful howling of the wind or crackling of flames dancing in the fireplace anymore
I miss seeing that glint in your eyes

I’d do anything for the green, auspicious springs when rain patters down on emerald leaves and rainbow evanescence
I don’t see the bright delicate flowers popping up in the garden in the midst of cheery, chattery birds anymore
I miss hearing your velvety voice

I desperately yearn for more long summers days with the rhythmic roll of crashing waves and golden ocean sunsets dominating the sky
I don’t hear the choir of crickets singing to the night fll with sparkling stars and flashing fireflies anymore
I miss seeing your smile

I’d give up anything for the serene autumn walks by the creek where clear water trickles over rocks and everything is painted in warmth
I don’t see the harvest moon creeping over the horizon or the rustling leaves that ride the chilly breeze anymore
I miss hearing your hearty laugh
That told me everything would be okay