I'm lonely for summer;

For constant blue skies.

For sunshine.

For the smell of earth being turned over.

For the sound of a summer rain. 

My heart yearns for the glorious peaceful mornings basking in light.

My whole being longs to stand quietly in a pasture letting the warm breeze grasp at my loose hair strands. 

My hands miss holding life in a small, yet potential seed.

My eyes wait for the return of vibrant colors and magnificent sunsets.

My mind eagerly awaits the promise of deep thoughts while laying down in a grassy meadow gazing at the fluffy white clouds flit a crossed the sky. 

My nose longs for the sweet fragrance of blooming lilacs in the woods.

I miss the lake shore and the waves splashing on the rocks.

I miss capturing my brothers excitement over a seven pound Northern and spending beautiful days with family.

I miss talks that stretch beyond the setting sun and exposing a breathtaking starry sky.

I miss campfires and watching the mesmerizing flames shoot to and fro.

I miss the feeling of accomplishment after a long busy day of rewarding labor.

I miss the warm weather and the ability to run outside in a t-shirt without getting chilled to the bone.

I miss blue sky, reflecting off of the ocean. 

Lord, please grant your servant patience and contentment in this time....

the dead of winter.