Without saying a word she’d silence a crowd
Her presence enough for a hush to be loud
I held her hand strong, clasping it tight
Our hearts beat as one, wild as the night.
She honoured my wisdom, her honour at rest
I soothed her soul, my mind she caressed.
God give me strength and the power to give
My love to her always, as long as I live
And when you shall take me, I’ll know I can rest
For the love she gave me, I know it was blessed.
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'I soothed her soul, my mind she caressed' RAB