I’ll miss you, when you have gone missing
From my heart, and I hear only the hissing sigh,
Leaping gently out of the air with mourning,
And lament from the void inside of me.
I’ll let memories assail and climb,
Taking promises drawn on the trail of love,
In time, winding further down into my mind,
All the dreams cost sorrows to grieve.
And when you’re gone let time play for us,
In shinning sleep the songs we love to sing,
In our golden days, we embrace the trail with bliss,
And every tender kiss was as green.
As the grass upon which we turn and lay,
And hay became a blanket upon the ground,
I’ll miss you every night, and every daunting day,
Even in dreams which make no sound.
Going high around the sun and under the stars,
I see the birth of a shinning new place,
Where we will be inseparable from our dreams,
And tears following you out will no longer be trace.
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Author:
Gerry Legister (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The echoing of memories down the corridors of time,
- Category: Love
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The picture with this is so sweet and fitting. It's a very sweet tribute to memories of beloved ones. I like it....it's so perfect in it's depiction of remembering and missing someone you love....saying goodbye when you don't ever want to....and your comment describing it is so perfect. I enjoyed it.
"Even in dreams which make no sound"
This is so profound that it puts me in the same state trying to experience the same feelings you are writing about. Beautiful sad poem.
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