In The Morning Light


I wake up to see you
Standing in the morning light.
I reach out to touch you,
But all that I get
Is a memory.

And yet,
I feel you are near,
But my vision's not clear.
Yet I have your image always in view,
I'm forever thinking of you.

I feel you watching me
Quietly in the morning light.
I try to find some peace of mind
In knowing you're where
You don't have a care.

I take comfort that
You no longer have
To keep living in a world full of pain,
But I ache to see you again.

On rainy days, I sit and think
of our lost years.
The times we spent apart,
just fill my eyes with tears.
But fields of wild flowers
and yellow butterflies,
Remind me of you, and make me smile.

We Love And Miss You!

Larry Ray Viles - 1960-1997

I walk into your room,
And stand there in the morning light.
I cherish the memories:
Your robe on a hook,
The pictures you took.

I can smell your cologne
On the clothes in your room.
Everything I see, makes your loss hard to bear,
I see you everywhere.

I live now in a still world.
Listening in the morning light,
I strain to hear a familiar voice,
But all that I hear,
Is the sound of my tears.

Then from a far place,
Comes the slightest trace
Of your voice, saying, "I'm all right, you see,
and I always will be."

On rainy days I sit and think
of our lost years,
The times we spent apart,
just fill my eyes with tears.
But yellow butterflies
and fields of wildflowers,
And thoughts of happy times,
replace the showers.

Thunder storms, rainbows,
Apple scents, Christmas snows.
A sunny beach, a slamming door,
Shopping trips, laughs times four.
Special gifts, common sights,
Fill my thoughts, in the morning light.


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