All day you work without a sigh, you labor in this little town,while at night you read with blood shot eyes and happily dreamfor that dream to be found. Your routine was to live, to love, for after all, it is your life, your town, your home. You are with family and friends who you adore but don't forget the girl you married.
Days turned into months and months turned into years,her life consisted of nothing more than time. Her heart only filledwith your every thought. Her soul that flashed with your anger tone.Now she sleeps all alone.
You've towered even though you were doubted.You've become what you knew not. Her goal was for you to loveand to believe in yourself and this was achieved, bless her soul.To love and to serve the man who she adored, whom she married - thistoo was her accomplished goal.
She stood behind you when she herself needed to lean.She gave up her home more than once, twice, too many times tonumber - All so you'd achieve. She forgot herself, hoping you'd remember.It's a pity you forgot her.
