the missing miss

as the hoot of the lonely owl dies
as the last of the subtle dew flies
as the moon fades from the skies
as the darkenss recedes from the eyes
as the dawn wind blows and the grass lies
as as the clock turns and dawn arrives
as life awakens and the cock cries
as morning comes and the sun shines
as i wake and clear my mortal eyes
my mind flies away so many miles
to that place where my love lays
asleep but awake in this heart of mine's
the thought of her remains alight
in my heart her fire never dies......