My wife's grandparents died a couple of weeks ago, aged 89 and within a week of each other. The funeral was today and I wrote this and read it at the service.
If I could live my life in my own home
For all my days the minimum of tears
To know that I would rarely be alone
Success and joy, then rest for many years
If I could choose to live to eighty-nine
See all with happiness and health abound
To know the one I love is always mine
Together visit all the world around
If I could choose a time to say goodbye
Ready to go, to have no fear or dread
To know my time is up, no need to try
to understand what may now be ahead
A week apart, united now above
Eternity together with my love
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