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A new bird is singing outside my
window each morning.
Is it you?
The moonlight gently caresses
my face through the night.
Is it you?
There’s a warmth by my side,
a voice in the distance
a glimmer of movement
from the corner of my eye
I see in passing.
Are you here?
To have one more
glimpse of your face,
one more touch of your hand,
one more hug…
what I would give for just
one more.
It’s been two years
so you would think I would
go on living without the pain.
It deepens as the seasons change.
Have I said goodbye?
Have I even begun?
I miss your voice
I want to call you
every day,
tell you all the things
that are new in our lives.
Do you already know?
Is it beautiful where you are?
Are you surrounded with love?
Do you miss me?
Can you see me?
Do you know everything now?
Is it you?
Copyright (2009-2010) Elizabeth Dozier Steedly