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Choice
If I had a choice to live or die
Then I think I would choose to die
The world is no place for me
Filled with hate and misery
Since the Lord took my wife from me
My eyes weep constantly
Confusion, turmoil torments my brain
Am I slowly going insane
The gauntlet it has been cast down
Do I pick it up and stand my ground
Or in the depth of total disarray
Close my eyes and walk away
My daughter has her life to lead
Husband and children fill her need
On them do I inflict my grief and pain
Cruel thoughts invade my mind again
Many choices are left open to me
Which one to choose is proving an agony
Only someone lost a loved one dear
Can help me overcome my fear
Happiness is the road to take
Memories of my wife I will never forsake
So in my heart I will be strong
And face each day as it comes along
Relief to know my mind has made its choice
My heart has listened to my inner voice
Devoted to my family I love me
Till I shall join my wife in eternity
In loving memory to my wife Ann
Reginald F. Horton
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