Rookie - 18 Points (19-06-1969 / Adelaide - Australia)

Weekends Away - Poem by CHARMAINE SIMPSON

I miss you when you are not here,
when i walk by your room i look in,
you are not there.
I miss you when i am sitting in the warm sun,
I dont see your smiling face playing in front of me.
I miss you when i feel like being silly,
you are not here to laugh with me.
I miss you when i feel sad,
I look for you to hug,
you are not here for me to cuddle.
I miss you because you are my life,
you are my love,
my everything,
my little boy!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 26, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, May 24, 2010

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