I miss him... the man who was my spouse
fifty years together in sun and storm
not unlike any other couple's norm
simple people, not proud
we cried... laughed out loud
with the entire family together...
oh, what a crowd!
I miss him... yet I've learned
to smile for more than just a while
it would be as he wished for me
the man who was my spouse...
who knew he would leave before me
I saw him slowly fade away
how his mind fogged, he became a boy
he became as a baby... the man
who was my spouse.
The entire family gathered together...
oh, what a crowd.
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