“When I Am Gone”
Metro Creative
By Signal Contributor
Wednesday, October 25th, 2017

By Arnold Mann, Valencia Community Contributor

 

When I am gone…

I will miss;

The blue sky that gleams from above…

The cry of the mourning dove…

The hug of a lovable child…

The unknown of that which is wild.

I will miss;

The sound of the ever crashing waves…

Those beautiful long summer days…

The smell of the fresh morning dew…

The trees that I’ve planted and grew.

I will miss;

A cup of coffee at nine…

A lunch with a close friend of mine…

A half hour walk in the park…

A concert just before dark.

I will miss;

The soothing relief of a tub…

The delight of a good back rub…

The cleansing effect of the rain…

The plentiful ideas in my brain.

I will miss;

Awaking to start a new day…

The tennis and golf that I play…

But most of all I dare say…

I’ll miss that old roll in the hay.

I will miss;

A phone call from Jolie or Jack…

Robins and wrens in the back…

An email from Eliz or Nate…

Missy or Ed on a date.

I will miss;

An occasional cough and a shiver…

The urge to jump into a river…

The delightful feel of a kiss…

These are some of the things I will miss.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Metro Creative

“When I Am Gone”

By Arnold Mann, Valencia Community Contributor

 

When I am gone…

I will miss;

The blue sky that gleams from above…

The cry of the mourning dove…

The hug of a lovable child…

The unknown of that which is wild.

I will miss;

The sound of the ever crashing waves…

Those beautiful long summer days…

The smell of the fresh morning dew…

The trees that I’ve planted and grew.

I will miss;

A cup of coffee at nine…

A lunch with a close friend of mine…

A half hour walk in the park…

A concert just before dark.

I will miss;

The soothing relief of a tub…

The delight of a good back rub…

The cleansing effect of the rain…

The plentiful ideas in my brain.

I will miss;

Awaking to start a new day…

The tennis and golf that I play…

But most of all I dare say…

I’ll miss that old roll in the hay.

I will miss;

A phone call from Jolie or Jack…

Robins and wrens in the back…

An email from Eliz or Nate…

Missy or Ed on a date.

I will miss;

An occasional cough and a shiver…

The urge to jump into a river…

The delightful feel of a kiss…

These are some of the things I will miss.