I'm a Poet

Miss You

[I wrote this poem while my sister Brenda was in Basic training for the Air Force. I hope you enjoy!]

I think about you at night.

I think of you when something causes me fright.

How you used to comfort me.

We both have a bad knee.

I used to tell you I hate you,

Now I just wanna see you.

When I get scared,

I remember how much you cared.

I really miss you.

I don't know why.

Maybe it's because you made me cry.

Maybe I miss having someone to argue with.

Or I miss having someone to talk to.

When I didn't have any friends, I had you.

I miss you!

I miss your smile.

I miss how you would listen to me for awhile.

I miss your hair.

I miss how much you care.

I miss you!

I bet you miss me too.

-Mary Anne Payne