As she walked through the church, she passed all the people by, she doesn't say a word and keeps her head held up high.
She goes to the front where he lay, she holds his hand and then looks her mother's way. Her mother knew how much she loved him, everyone did. There love for one another was not something they hid.
She lays her head upon his chest and takes his hand against her breast and whispers to God her own silent prayer to tell him how much she cared.
People tell her not to cry, and that everything would be OK. but she can't seem to forget that today was supposed to have been her wedding day.