Life With Albert

I was thinking of Albert tonight- And though it's been eight and a-half years, I can still see him reflected in starlight- Love in his eyes--oh! I hope he can hear. Albert was a good man-he made me feel love- With him around, I never cared to roam, I knew I would always be his dove- So I would stay with him and make him a home. I'm thinking tonight of the man whom I wed- And though we were older, it didn't seem to matter- To make his coffee each morning, I crawled out of bed, And served him warm pancakes on a glass platter. We played Bingo at Superbia twice each week- He would call the numbers many a night, I would look at my cards and up I would leap, "BINGO! I've got my numbers just right!!" Albert and I travelled and had lots of fun, But in 1997, illness struck my mate- Albert said "I love you so much Hon-" Then he went to sleep and awoke at Heaven's gate.