Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again

I think about you day and night,

And as I gaze on stars so bright,

My head spins round I can't sit still,

The cool breeze blows I feel the chill,

To sit and wait time plays its game,

Orion stands to take his aim.

I'm staring at a peaceful view,

It's gorgeous like the sight of you.