Thinking of You

Haven't posted lately, but it doesn't mean I don't think of you.
I think of you at random times.
I think of you in random ways.

I think of you, and Clyde, and Little Bit.

I think of you and Charlie and Cecil.

I see you in Warren's eyes . They are a grey blue in color, but the shine and the shape of the eyes and the sweep of the lashes are you.

Today I thought I would finally take the time to put my pictures of you into a new album  -- only to find the pictures aren't with the other picture. I must have put them away somewhere more special -- but I have no idea where that could be.
 I still try to tell you things that have happened at work.
Things the kids have said or done.
Our problem child and our children's problems.

And then I realize that you aren't there.

Sometimes I tell you anyway.
I wish I knew if you heard or care, but there are some things you have to take on faith, I guess.