I miss you, you that care free soul.
You, full of love to give whom ever came into your presence.
I miss you, you who knew you and all you were and all your worth.
You, who was happy with what was had never dwelling on what was to come.
I miss you, you who'd sing and dance no matter who was watching.
You who'd jump and splash in the puddles life rained down upon you.
I miss you, you who'd wave to the man on the moon.
You who'd gaze at the mansions in the clouds and count the stars at night.
I miss you, you who loved you and all that you were and all you were worth.
You who'd dream of all you'd be, the soldier, the president, the football player, the astronaut, the traveler, the writer, the star and all the things other than who you are. Me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem