I miss you, darling
Like the deserts miss the rain
Like frantic flies
On the window pane
I miss you, sweetie
Like starving children long for a reason
Like the poor farmer
Craves for his season
I miss you, lovely
Like the depths of the earth’s growl
Like a pack of hungry beasts
On the prowl
I miss you, my sweets
Like the mass of prayers I send
Like this universe
Stretches out to no end
--I love you, Briana
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My Dear Baby Granddaughter has gone away. I just wanted her to stay. The world without her has been so grey. I hurt all over 'till this very day.When will my emptiness ever get filled back up? I presume never so I just give up. A broken Michele I just will be. I'll still listen for your sweet voice in the breeze. I'll still look to the stars and believe that you are there shining bright; because I love you, Briana and must keep you in sight.
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