Waiting

if it shall be that i ne'er see my lovely bride i miss then i dare say i wish the day hence i do not exist for she be reason for my breath and reason for to live for with her present absence Lord i've nothing else to give oh married we at winter's start so many years have passed we fell in love scant months afore blessed with a love would last and on that day the twain be one forever one we vowed no man could put asunder what Our Lord had thus bestowed and though we've separated paths in spirit we are whole for Love shall conquer death's black veil God's word has told me so