Wednesday, June 20, 2012

To the Husband

Today’s the day you say a sad goodbye
To one you loved though your shared time was brief
And yes, you figured she’d be first to die
And though you are consumed with searing grief
There is a sense of bitter-sweet relief
Please, don’t feel guilty with this secret joy
The horrible disease stole like a thief
With little left you worked in its employ
And like a small seed dies and gives new life
You’ll thrive despite the death of your dear wife

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