How many sunsets have there been since I left you behind. How many lonely sunrises have you seen. Have you reached for me and found nothing but tears. I see you traveling to the places we used to go. Breathing a heavy sigh at the end of the day. Watching the sun go down. Have you called for me and found nothing but tears. Do you remember Sunday morning. Reading the Sunday paper, sipping coffee. Feeling the warmth of the sun coming through the windows. Watching our children grow and change like the seasons. The years slipping by like the long lost dreams of our youth. Have you thought of me and found nothing but tears. How many lonely sunrises have you seen. How many sunsets have there been since Ive been gone. I miss you.......... Have you longed for me and found nothing but tears. D.Casabonne (C)3.29.2004 All Rights Reserved