As I see your picture every morn,
I feel the pain of a heart that’s torn.
So many questions I’d like to ask,
It seems an insurmountable task.

Why didn’t I ask? It was just you and me.
Too close to the forest to see the tree?
The things you’d always say and do,
I’ll be forever thankful for you.

I’m grateful for the wonderful way,
You made my life so bright and gay.
I’ll never forget your cheerful smile,
It set the tone of your elegant style.

You made me feel so mighty proud,
To accompany you amongst the crowd.
You made me strong, with your love so great,
We’ll meet again at heavens gate.

April 25, 2010