All, of the little things
that you ever gave to me
I carry them with me
within these hands
The magic of these souvenirs
bring you back to me again
Nothing more precious
than the joy that it brings
The wispy clouds above
seem to draw you lovely face
Swaying with the breeze
I can hear your laughter there
The rain falling from the sky
flow like tears
Tears of love and longing
tapping on the windowpane
The memories that remain
Reminds me to no end
In every little thing
That I have ever done
Our Affections, Interrupted
Still waiting in the wings
Standing in wait
for the day of your return
Wherever you may be
I hope that you may know
The "how" I must love you
I have finally understood
Your welfare and well being
Is in my daily prayer
as I long to see the day
when you come back to me