I thought of you today, but that’s nothing new.
There was something in the sunrise, that reminded me of you.
You would’ve loved the canvas, of gold, pink, and blue,
the way it hugged the trees, with rays beaming through,
and the way the sun glistened, off the early morning dew.

I knew it was a picture, you painted just for me,
by the way the clouds sailed, in perfect harmony.
I felt your warm embrace, in the cool of the breeze.
And through the song of the birds, you told me you were free.
It wasn’t until then, that I truly did believe.

From the moment you left, I dreaded each day’s start.
But today was different, when I woke up to your art,
a reminder that you’re here, even when you aren’t.
I tried to engrave your promise, deep inside my heart,
so I’ll never forget the truth, that God wrapped you in His arms.