I miss the warm morning rays. I miss the cool winter breeze. I miss the glorious views. About you, I miss everything. Will I see you again? Only time will tell. But, until then, I’ll hold onto your dreamy memory.
Life: Crossed Out and Rewritten
Turning shades of fire red and stormy blue to joyful and hopeful purple hues.
I miss the warm morning rays. I miss the cool winter breeze. I miss the glorious views. About you, I miss everything. Will I see you again? Only time will tell. But, until then, I’ll hold onto your dreamy memory.