My Love, My Life

It's been a while now,
Since you left us to be with Him;
But, it is no easier now,
Than it was way back when.

Our days are like the stepping stones,
Up to heaven we'll ascend;
To see you once again, my love,
And tell you where we've been.

God picks his flowers one by one,
As someone use to say;
But when He called you home, my love,
He got the whole bouquet.

Send us a sign that you miss us, too,
As for your love, we know it's there;
We feel it with each passing day,
Nothing on God's earth can compare.

Echoes of your wonderful voice,
Are always in my mind;
At time, I feel your presence,
So loving and Oh! so kind.

We would like to tell you,
As along life's road we trod;
Our thoughts are always with you,
Please take us to him one day, my God.

Until then, please know we love you,
And miss you more each day;
We'll see you once again, my love,
For this one thing, I shall always pray.

Always to remember.....never to forget.....

Written by Shirley Jean Pickens ©
Dedicated to Beverly




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