Miss You

 For Babe

I’m young, I smile

The world smiles with me

And I pause

For just a while

Spring sun warm

On my upturned face

Seasons turn

As I learn

The touch of God

I grow, I laugh

At children playing

Some are young

And some are not

The twinkle of an eye

Words of an old friend

Across the miles

I recognize

The voice of God

I sigh, I breathe

Crisp autumn-filled air

And inhale

The scent of life

Pinon smoke

Mixed with snowfall

Cedar boughs

And I know

The breath of God

I’m old, I know

Sometimes I stumble

But with tender hand

You lift me up

Walk by my side

For the next mile

As hand in hand

I understand

The love of God