When I am gone from here, this place <br />called earth, I shall miss the ones I <br />hold so dear. <br /> <br />I shall miss the music of the brook, <br />and the symphony of the sea. <br /> <br />I shall miss the meadows and the forest <br />and the flowers in the spring. <br /> <br />I shall miss the gray light of dawn, the blue <br />sky above and the gentle breeze on a <br />dark starry night. <br /> <br />I shall miss the hope of tomorrow, the rush <br />of the wind and the promise of love. <br /> <br />I shall miss the rain from the sky, the dew <br />on the grass and the softness of roses. <br /> <br />I shall miss the cold breath of winter, springs <br />gentle touch, the warmness of summer <br />and the beauty of fall. <br /> <br />I shall miss the joys in my life, the light that <br />is truth and the song of the blackbird. <br /> <br />I shall miss the laughter of chlidren, the <br />wisdom of age and my friends at my side. <br /> <br />I shall miss the silence of an early morn, <br />the whisper of the wind and the peace <br />in my heart. <br /> <br />I shall miss all that there is about this earth. <br />I shall miss you...life. <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zxd-if-there-is-remembrance/
