Sunday Morning

I think there is a poem that I really like called Sunday Morning......There is.....its by Wallace Stevens. I know there is Velvet Underground song called Sunday Morning and I like it a lot too. I also watched CBS Sunday Morning today. I dreamed about my dead dogs last night. I know it sounds morbid or that I'm making light, but I'm not. I miss their presence in my life in a very deep and profound way. And their loss is something I mourn on a daily basis. I can say the same for the people who've gone from me, taken either by death or by life. I think of them in one way or another everyday and the sadness I feel for their absence never goes away, ever, ever. I'm glad to have known and loved them.