My love, it’s been a week since you went away.
Honey, I miss you more and more each day.
It seems like a dream that never ends,
You were loved so much by your many friends.
I know in my heart, you’re in a better place,
But it’s hard not to see your pretty face.
I knew in my heart that the die was cast,
The Lord was calling you home at last.
But I still had hopes, a miracle would be,
And you would get well, so I could see,
You once again, the way you were before
That tumor took you far from shore.
I guess I’m being selfish for wanting you here,
God needed you more, away up there
So goodbye, my Love, thanks for the ride
Some day we’ll meet on the other side,
Until that time, when we shall meet,
I love you Honey, save me a seat.
(By Fred N. Cloninger Jr)