Ursula and Walter
A fine missionary was Ursula
eyes gleaming bright in the Chilean sun
Shining a smile from ear to ear
Striking, with black horn rim sunglasses on
Her humility made her a giant
Her kindness: an admirable friend
Her spirituality soaked to her depths
and flourished upon those she would tend
Walter was widowed and quiet
His gentleness drew to him children
One never could pass him without a warm smile,
a hug, while he asked how you're doing.
Ursula and Walter wed in their sixties.
Glint in their eyes as they walked down the aisle.
Holding hands, her in a simple cut dress
Him in a suit and a smile.
She couldn't hold onto him tight enough
and he passed on with a breath and a sigh
She sought all her solace in friends and her God
Prayers of the righteous ascend to on high
Now, in her eighties and failing,
I'm urgent to see her again
To thank her with tears in my sorrow-filled eyes
As her life of endurance comes to an end.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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