Belated

Oh, what I would have told you if I had known you were leaving. But you were gone in a glimpse and I am dumb and grieving. It is late but some can be written, my conscience allows no less. You were a woman singularly sublime few men could have been as blessed. In every manner, form, and fashion you were an example supreme. You were of a quality not to be found except in an unforgettable dream. I know I didn't listen lovingly enough to counsel I too often tended to ignore. I discounted what you had to say. I'm sorry for that and for so much more. Had I had the time to open my heart these are the words I'd whisper to you. Yes, I should have said them before-- but somehow I believe you already knew.