When I am gone
I cannot hug you
Look into your eyes
Give you advice
And be happy and wise
You cannot find me
Except in your memories
But you can find me
In the touch of Spring rain
Falling from the clouds,
In the breeze that whisks
Autumn leaves from the branches,
In the mist that rises
From the frosty forest floor,
And in the nothingness
Of a summer's clear blue sky.
For you.
YOU ARE READING
Behind Ocean Eyes
PoesíaA collection of various types of poetry from experiences and feelings.
