Here lies the Beloved who, in life, shared my dreams
Full of the wisdom and a brave innocence
From childhood throrugh youth and age-old days
'Twas all but a journey to a destiny unknown.
Sweet were the prayers that were symbols of love
Mournful were the songs that the heart did resound
Life that was promised to the soul eternal
Naught but a bridge to a dark beyond.
Words most remembered in the fading light
Love was the essence of a rich, kindly heart
Heartaches that pained with each sacrifice
Destined the soul to a desolate past.
So, Beloved rest in the cradle of dust
But live in the memory of the Living Heart.
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