Tear stained photograph of days gone by,
She kisses it and starts to cry
Remembering love for her beloved man
Now lying berried in some foreign land.
The years have passed so slow, so dry
Since they had said their last good-bye.
How long had it been since they last touched?
How could she still miss this man so much?
Her Children grown, grand children play
She lives without him every day.
She sees him in her grandson’s eyes
Holding back a tear, so as not to cry.
Blessed by the Lord, her life’s been good.
She carried on just like she should
Coming now to her final days
“Let me join him now Lord” she humbly prays.
And bending near, God took her breath
Reposing beauty in her death.
A gentle smile, at last she rests
Clutching his photograph to her breast
By Jackie Miller
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