What I'll miss

My last days,
I'll never be back
I'll miss here so much
Oh, this is so slack

Miss the smells
The sights
always miss having
a bed with no mites

Miss the sounds
in the nights
away soothing
never giving me a fright

miss the feel
of the wind on my face
with my favorite dress
the one with the lace

But what I'll miss most
more than the ones above
my family and my friends
all the ones that I love.