As the light passes through the window frames the warm golden touch casts a heart-touching shadow on the floor, This was your presence for me once, ALAS, no more the same but still your presence I adore.
I opened the curtain to welcome the warmth to let your light cast its shadow and now you are gone a void that is quite uncertain, Gazing at the sky through the frames, longing for light to begin.
Perhaps, perhaps another day another sun shall come tomorrow I shall be patient or who knows maybe the moons soft glow shall cast its gentle shade.
One thing though, nothing can replace your place in my heart, your absence left me empty and sad.
The cycle turns, the sun is gone amd her comes the shadow to dance and play.
Yet me here still yearn for you to light my day.
I opened the curtain to welcome the warmth to let your light cast its shadow and now you are gone a void that is quite uncertain, Gazing at the sky through the frames, longing for light to begin.
Perhaps, perhaps another day another sun shall come tomorrow I shall be patient or who knows maybe the moons soft glow shall cast its gentle shade.
One thing though, nothing can replace your place in my heart, your absence left me empty and sad.
The cycle turns, the sun is gone amd her comes the shadow to dance and play.
Yet me here still yearn for you to light my day.