To My Beloved You had a talent for bringing special meaning to life, It was such a pleasure to be your wife. You helped me to grow and to realize The fullness and the beauty in our lives. Every day I counted my blessings. Then God called, and you went away Out of this world to a brighter day. Suddenly my life of gladness Turned to utter sadness. My grief wears me down, I shed so many tears, As I recall your love and devotion through the years. For your sake and in memory of your name, I pray for strength to do things the same. To reach out, to fill the hours with useful ways, To comfort, to cheer and have no more empty days. I try to console myself -- it was God's greater plan, So I must accept it, if I can. You moved away to His splendid home above, If there is life after death, I know you will be waiting there for me, With love. Though Heaven and Earth divide us, and the distance is so great, I count my blessings for the years you were my mate. I will live my life remembering, while you wait, slumbering. My beloved, may you rest in peace. Author Celia Wenig