How Much You Are Missed
By: Daniel F. Honsvick

I miss the way you looked at me,
With those loving eyes,
I miss the way you talked to me,
Telling me you were mine.

I miss the warmth of your hug,
And the comfort in your kiss,
All these things I loved so much,
All of these I can’t help but miss.

True love is rare indeed,
In our passing course of time,
I sometimes pray that you love me,
During the nights that I cry.

I want to forgive and forget,
Even when people say I am wrong,
But if God says he forgets,
Why should I miss you this long.

You are my soul mate,
My god given gift,
And I hope it not too late,
To tell you how much you’re missed.

I have been getting into writing poetry lately. I am still not much of a poet, so that’s why I am asking for your constructive criticism right now. This is the first time I have used this beat. How do you like it?

its good reminds me of my own work

...which is also good.

No, it's great, Lugana. It has a nice pleasant rhythm to it, and the words have a nice 'feel' to them (if that makes sense!)

Love it Daniel, It was beautiful... Oh, P.S. I joined your website afterall...

Amanda. B)

If it gives you chills when you read it, it's gotta be good

He always understates his work.