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.