We sat with a dear friend yesterday,
his grief most palpable;
no word or gesture could console,
If ever two were one 'twas they,
standing firm against all weather;
whatever difficulties faced
in fifty years together.
If ever love was evident
from outside looking in,
it shone as polished gemstones,
truly blessed, through thick and thin.
With faith to rival that of Job,
long years of illness faced;
a love like theirs, eternal,
two hearts as one...God graced.
and his beautiful flower,
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