Allen; I was living but I was dead…
Jan; I was dead and you brought me back to life…

These are the words we both know are true .
He was a broken man who didn’t have a clue.
His love while holding in his arms breathed her last breath,
Taking with her; his heart, his soul , his very depth.

He sat beside her resting place,
Every day trying to remember her face.
He could no longer see her, was their life just a figment in his head.
He was just living but he was like the walking dead.

Then along came Jan and his heart began to beat.
Allen knew in an instant that this girl he had to meet.
They talked, they laughed and they cried.
Then the seed of love that grew, they no longer could hide.

As time flew by, from each other they could not stay away.
Until the night she too died in his arms, he said it would not end this way.
He breathed life back into her, this love was not going end today.

Lord, you took away my Leah and now you want my Jan.
How could you do this, to this already broken man?

Then breath she did and opened her eyes,
Today was not her day to die.
She was dead and he brought her back to life, this was not the day for another good-bye.

Now they live for each other, there’s no other way.
Then loving and living forever and a day.

Jan T. Wilson © 8-11-2014