Sitting in an overstuffed chair
with saddened eyes and whitened hair
thinking about journeys in life
remembering his lovely wife
he longed to hold her slender hand
that once wore a gold wedding band
feeling like a crumbling rock
carrying too much pain to block
swollen lumps in his throat remain
teardrops pouring down like blue rain
light from a lamp begins to fade
as he continuously prayed
for God to bless his aching heart
for his life to once again start
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