Missing You Poem by Danette Frenz

Today I missed you.
How we used to talk and write.
I wish we could be friends again.
You told me you love me, but left me.
Maybe it was for the best.
Sands shifting in the wind
Slipping through my fingers.
Grains of time, upside down.
The poemfish swims through the waters,
Floating then gloating,
Diving and gliding. Can’t catch it…
Slipping through my fingers.
The wind beats down on me, ruffling my hair,
Causing a scare.
Whipping wildly, yet I can’t catch it.
Can we be friends again? I still miss you.