On a summer evening.......

How the east feels, I do not know,
As the sun sets in the scarlet west.
How the night sky feels, I do not know,
As the new moon drifts among the stars.
How the sunflower feels, I do not know,
As the darkness descends onto the fields.
How the firefly feels, I do not know,
As the day dawns in the morning mist.
But as I sit alone, in this darkness,
underneath the starry canopy
and the air as still as dead,
I realise.....
I miss you.