Three hundred and sixty five sunrises
Three hundred and sixty five sunsets, too
One whole year of days and nights comprises
The measure of time that I have spent with no you
Winter's chill over a blanket of white
And then Springtime's rebirth of life anew
Summer and Fall did come and go quickly
Time goes by, still leaving hope to be with you
Glistening rays on golden waves have danced
And storms' fury seems beautiful, it's true
But, no bright lighting cloud could stand a chance
When compared to the beauty that's found within you
Make no mistake, I've seen beauty this year
I've seen it each day with the morning dew
And watched by night above this earthen sphere
But, within all of these sights I am seeing you
So, though it may have been a year that's passed
And, though I have missed all our times, through and through
I've not forgotten your beauty or class
And I pray for the moment when next I'll see you
((December 25th,2011))
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