Life is going so very fast
There are so many times I wish it would stop
When we are on the phone
Can’t time just stop for a little?
I miss the rain on Sunday mornings
When I’m trying to get to church clean.
I miss the way I’d set my tea up
When someone would move one, I’d get mean.
I miss my kitchen being so busy
Could hardly keep track of it all.
I miss hobbies, and sporting events
The Summer, Winter, and Fall.
I miss kissing and talking
Playing around with someone I love
I miss the gentle way that feelings can heal
With softness, not a shove.
I miss the silent way the night caressed me
Into a loving and tender sleep.
The feeling after an argument
When nobody wanted to weep.
I miss the feeling of knowing
The person I love would never leave
Not something I even ever thought about
Now today, I cannot believe.
I miss taking in a deep breath
Thinking before I speak.
The gentle aftermath of making love
When every part of you is weak.
I miss reading by a soft lamp at night
Getting ready for bed with another
I missed a life I never had
Where I have this protective brother.
I miss getting dressed up just to taunt
The feeling of knowing what he would want
I miss everything about living
Before my past decided to haunt.