Indeed, I miss you.
My good times.
So I write to you, in this poem of rhymes.
For indeed I miss you, but now I am blue.
My happy feelings,
Come back to me!
Why did you leave?
I’m searching for meanings.
Dear happy days,
Yes, I confess, I do in fact miss you,
I’m searching for you in a million different ways.
Days of happiness, please do return.
Come back to me.
For you I yearn.