Look one last time to find the depth of her soul,

Don’t shed a tear he tells himself of his silly goal,

Gaze deep into her eyes as though the first time,

He sees her as perfect of profile, to him sublime,

The pedestal she has stood upon is made of him,

Ninety years of endurance has left him very thin,

Yet he remained though called home time ‘n’ again,

Victory to her admirer was one more second to win,

Behind closed doors he sobs and regains composure,

Look at the two of them, true love doesn’t know closure,

He would endure anything to gain one more day for her,

Her pretty smile brings him to his feet although it’s torture,

He allows no others to bring water to quench her thirst,

She whispers softly that she will know the glories first,

Unable to contain himself he holds her and cries aloud,

Sweet husband for seventy years you’ve made me proud,

Prayers of love can bring more in return than known,

To the last moment extreme love for the other was shown,

Her last breath is drawn but as family lifts dad it’s known,

The two have flown together to find their heavenly home.

The end, by Pat. I love you Patti