For I remember with fondness, the softness of your touch,

and the tenderness that to my worn heart it would bring.

Oh how I long, for this pleasant memory to once more be,

a tangible reality to my touch and not just another fading dream.

For you left me for a black star that stole surreptitiously into our night,

You left me alone, oh so alone, to face the cold mornings light.

So return to me my love, and leave your black sun behind,

For I in all my weakness will soon run out of time.

{“Oh I miss you in the morning,

  I miss you every day,

  I miss the way you hold me

  And the joy that it brings”

“Oh I miss you in the morning”……Is now the sad song I sing"}

{ " "s}... Sung to the tune of  “The Yellow Rose Of Texas”