Sometimes the mornings are full of thoughts
Of the many yesterdays now gone bye.
It is a blessing for me to recall those times
When my youth was filled with love for my wife.

Never did it wane as years passed us bye
As our love was able to withstand life's rubs.
That they ended too soon was my only regret,
When the Lord called her home as one of His angels.

I was not the angelic type, so I'm still around-
Trying my best to find God's promised home.
There I will meet and adore my God.
Fly with His angels and my God given wife.