Dedicated to my brother
Dean
(12-18-44 to
5-17-92)
Written for his
wife Diana
My Gift in
Life
No words can truly
describe
the suffering you've
had to bear
existing from day to
day
in a life that isn't
fair.
Not wanting to be a
burden,
you seldom ever
complain
yet your need to rely
on me
continues daily to
remain.
You depend on a machine
to maintain you in this
life
and your continual
courage
makes me proud to be
your wife.
While I earn a daily
living
you do what little
things you can;
Apologizing on those
days
when you're too weak to
stand.
Though I've never
thought of leaving,
my life has certainly
been changed
yet I would do it all
again
when I see how much
I've gained.
Observing through the
years
all that you've been
through
I'm proud to stand
beside you
since the day we said
"I do".
For I've become a
better person
having loved someone
like you
and I pray to God each
day
for courage to see us
through.
My treasured gift
in this life
is
who you are inside
for I've learned from
your courage
and remaining by your
side.
Truly, there is a
special place for you
somewhere in the great
beyond
for all the years of
suffering
in which you did not
despond.
This is a tribute to
you, my dear,
filled with deep
emotions.
For the person
that you are,
you have my
eternal love and devotion.
Copyrighted 2003 -
Carol Barton
