I miss you...
Like the flower in the Winter missing the Spring.
I miss you...
Like the wave in the ocean missing the shore.
I miss you...
Like the seedling in the dark forest missing the light.
I miss you...
Like the stream on the mountain missing the rain.
I miss you... I cried.
And Spring came...and the wave tumbled...
And the seedling grew... and it rained.
And it came to be... this poem
Somehow, made its way - to you.
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Timothy E. Stevenson June 27, 1997 ©
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