Missing You Poem by Sandra Martyres

Tired eyes afflict me
Reams of paper to read
Yet I try to slip in a letter
To you my love
So that you know
That I always remember
You- as you were
Though you read them not
I store them carefully
Like little treasures
In a drawer close to my heart
You are I know in another world
Far better than I can imagine
But I hope that somewhere
In your heart too there will
Always be a place for me
As I miss you terribly.