My love, my life, my precious bride,
we walked together, side by side.
The golden thoughts on life we shared,
showed everyone how much we cared.
One day an angel from above,
came down to take my dying love
and took her up to Heaven's shore
My bride don't live' here anymore
She stole from me my inner fires
and took away further desires.
Our home seems vacant, without you,
there seems so little I can do.
I must go on, we'll meet anew
and once again our love renew.
I miss the one I most adore,
but, she don't live here anymore.
May-2022
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Author Notes
Though my beloved wife has been gone along time, I still feel
the urge to write of my love for her.-jaybird
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