Missing You
I miss my dad,
I miss my friends,
I miss my home,
I miss my room,
I miss my reliable comp.
I miss falling asleep watching the deep orange sky outside my window;
I miss waking up to the birds singing and mother's trill.
I miss my bed with too many pillows;
I miss my messy but comfy room.
I miss the books that had sat on my shelves for a decade;
I miss the schoolbag that's on my chair.
I miss my friends that laugh as loud an elephant;
I miss school that brought me endless smiles.
I miss the days my dad was always there for me,
I miss the song of a happy family.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008,7:13 PM |
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