Sad Mornings
For Emma, Bob, Little Boy, Alex, and Big Boy
who all left me in 2003, and for
Cliffie, who left in 1989
and whose voice I still hear every day.
In the mornings when it rains
I listen to the roosters call.
They talk about the day to come
And I almost hear your name.
I almost see your face
I wonder where you are,
If you can feel the rain,
If you can hear my call?
I know you're gone, I do.
But I feel your presence here
I say your name and you seem so clear.
You won't be back but you will be near.
I see you in the mornings when it rains.