The Things That Make Me Miss You - Poem by Rachel Henley
I miss your footsteps in the hallway.
Arriving home from work at 6, always.
You would always forget to wipe your feet.
Leaving a trail of dirty footprints for me.
I miss your singing in the shower.
Missing the high notes, always.
You would always forget the words to a song.
But without a pause you would carry on.
I miss your laughter at late night tv.
Reciting to me the punchlines, always.
You would always forget the important lines.
Even the jokes you told me all the time.
I miss the essence of you.
The things that only you do.
The words that only you could ever say.
To take the yearning for you,
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