Mariah Lampley
The feeling of the wind on my face
Ice cold like a mid-winter’s night
Friday nights seem to have lost their appeal
The feeling of the sun on my skin
Warm like a toasty June afternoon
Sundays were always your favorite
Dark days seem to be farther away
A warm drive through your town
The scent of summer all around me
Winter is closing in
I can’t feel you here
Alone, like a bottle adrift at sea
I wish you could find me
I wish I could find you
Grief