I miss you in the sunniest of days
For your face is reflected in the light
And each time makes my heart sink
To think, to this view, you are blind
How cold your bed must be
And your company, the icy stones
Statues that have guarded the gates
To make sure that no one comes or goes..
I admit that at times I envy you
Forever in your bed of soil
Decaying in body, but in mind not corrupted
And yet, I do wish we could both
Together, breathe in this breathtaking view
But with you breathless, and me, alone
Instead I am reminded of you
Forever in your stagnant condition
Stuck in the dead of winter's tear
Unable to share this warmth with me
Unable to see that spring is near
The earth is transformed once again
With splashes of colour hit by sun rays
But the beauty of it all passes me by
For I miss you the most in the sunniest of days
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