Unfinished life
Joey was the girl that I married
For the years my name she carried
We made a family my wife and I
When she passed I did cry
What will be with the rest of my life
Someday again to be with my wife
I would like to say to my wife thank you
Also again to say I do
I wish she was here to see
What our grandchildren will grow to be
From a young girl to a woman to my wife
She’s gone and left an unfinished life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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