She waits... ..... impatiently
For the day
When I'm finally free
On my rusty horse
And heading her way
She dreams
Of butterflies
Silver moonlight
And clear blue skies
And two hearts
Together running free
She's the Queen of Angels
Watching over me
Queen of Dreams
As I struggle to break free
And she'll wait
Forevermore
Till we meet again
On that golden shore
And she'll smile
And welcome me back home
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I'll cite your last four lines: Till we meet again On that golden shore And she'll smile And welcome me back home. Amazing and greatest Ode to your late wife. TOP Marks! 5 Stars and TFS