no words could ever truly say
what comes from deep within
yet every morning every night
I toss some in a bin
it's filled to overflowing
full of all those words
if only you could see them
these words misunderstood
words like love, family, hope
honor, trust and faith
every morning every night
these words are spoke of late
not because they fill a bin
nor just to toss your way
but because your truly missed
every single day
your missed because we love you
we miss your brilliant smile
the way you like to tell a tale
though they tend to take a while
your missed each time I pass your room
dark and so very quiet
if only you could understand
how much we hate the silence
I see your picture everywhere
but it is not the same
I miss the sound of your own voice
you have such a beautiful name
soon I know you'll be back
to sleep in your own bed
til then know that you are missed
just words from a bin that I've said
