Returning home.

You appear from a week of darkened days, to light up the sky with warm 
loving rays
My bones take a sigh
Of relief, the wind said it's goodbyes for now
And the rain that was falling, but breif
has passed,
Something soothing
About the air today, at last , little birds retuning home
The ants don't seem to be a bother , wherever
They may roam
The garden seems so 
Full of life it plays with shade and shadows fair
How longs the days
That one can remember
The moments
you aren't there, nothing seems to cause more sorrow, or cast it's way towards despair
granted that you rise each day within such light to share.