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.