Thinking Of You

I look at the grass

and I think of you

of how you used to 

cut the lawn every week

without fail.

I see the flowers 

growing in the parks

and I think of how

you used to pick me 

the brightest ones

with delicate petals.

I look up to the sky

because I know you are above

watching me and loving me

taking care of all the worries

like you did when you were here.

All the things I see

riddle me with pain

and bring back memories

of times that have passed

and I miss you 

with each and every day.