Last Breeze

The last breeze of the day,

Whiffs past me,

As the sun sets behind the hill,

As I sense some relief,

Despite a tough day,

That it'll be okay.

Yet, there have been so many things missing,

So many people too,

So many places on my mind,

Some thoughts of you too,

That make me smile,

And then make me sad,

As the last breeze of the day,

Whiffs past me,

While the sun sets behind the hill.