Lost Love

There are days that i will always remember,

I will never forget the 1st of September,
For that day i felt so sad and alone,
You decided it was time to take him home.
Even now it's still hard to believe,
I don't understand why you took him from me,
I don't understand why you took him so young,
Why you decided his short life was done.
Each night by his bed i would silently pray,
That a miracle you might send our way,
A miracle i know only you could give,
I prayed so hard "Lord, please let him live"
I prayed you would help him, i prayed you would heal,
After all of  these years it still doesn't seem real,
After all of these years i still feel the pain,
When my memory takes me back there again.
I pray he's in Heaven, i pray he's with you,
It's the thought of this that pulls me through,
You blessed us with marriage before the end,
I know this was a gift only you could send.
I tried to be strong and hold it inside,
As that night my husband closed his eyes,
I knew it was close, that it wouldn't be long,
Til his fight was over and his pain was gone.
I held his hand as i watched him breathe,
Tears ran down my face, i couldn't believe,
We'd been married just hours, it was hard to believe,
That you wanted to take this man from me.
It was hard to accept, what could i say,
His life wasn't meant to end this way,
His life wasn't meant to be this short,
I had a broken heart that the world forgot.
Most of the time i don't ask why,
Why you had to make us say goodbye,
I don't understand and i will not until,
You take me home too....so one day i will
 
About the Author
I am 38 years old and I lost my husband 7 years ago. We were only married 3 days and while obviously that's sad I am just relieved that I was able to become his wife before he slipped away. David understood .....and believe me...not many people do!
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