Monday, May 1, 2017

Happy Birthday Baby, I Wish You Were Here ...



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For you there'll be no crying
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       For you the sun will be shining
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'Cause I feel that when
I'm with you  It's all right
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I know it's right
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And the songbirds keep singing
Like they know the score
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And I love you I love you I love you
Like never before
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To you I would give the world
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To you I'd never be cold
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'Cause I feel that when I'm with you

It's all right 
I know it's right
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And the songbirds keep singing
Like they know the score
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And I love you I love you I love you
Like never before.
Like never before.
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May 2, 2013
Beloved Husband, thank you for another year, albeit a very tough year.  It’s a miracle that you are still here with me…with our children.  You have already surpassed THREE predicted expiration dates; you are THE Brawny Man.
It’s true, from our very first touch, I felt that when I was with you, it was right.  With you, I have always felt safe.  I never wanted anything in life as much as I wanted you, and I thank God every day that you felt exactly the same way.
You ARE the Love of my Life, and I will never get over you.
Looking back on our 34 years, if you asked me which were my favorite days, I would have to say that
I loved them all.
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May 2, 2017
You have been gone for 3-1/2 years now, and I still feel the same.  35 years of marriage with you here on earth, but for 38 years now I have been your wife.  And always will be.  For 35 years, every day, YOU CHOSE ME.  Thank you, Baby.  I still choose you.  To Eternity.
Your Faithful Wife


2 comments:

kj said...

Not a soul in heaven and earth who could not hear your resounding love song...

Love
kj

Wendy said...

Oh how the years seem to sweep us along- kicking and screaming without our mates to keep us wrapped in their cocoon of love.

Time does not heal - the hole and deep loss remains.

But Love keeps us going. And I can feel the depth of yours Debra.
God bless you and Brawny Man.