There was a peace, a deeply seated peace, In all the days I watched her slowly die And even through the pain it did not cease, The bond of His all-knowing surety.
But calm eludes me now, has slowly fled And left me in the hands of lonely grief. Humbled by the tributes I have read To her who strove with me in one belief
That love is answer to the spirit's call, And time shall heal the human heart of tears, A life divine arise from body's fall. My gratitude for all God's joyous years
Bequeathed and all the brilliant days of Grace Remembered as my fair beloved's face.
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