love never dies

i walk alone through the fog and mist on this cool may evening . this cemetary has been here for many years . i pass headstones whose epitaphs seem to bring these people alive to me . with a sense of irony and humor . people i would like to have known . the gentleman there whose probable hypochondria prompted him to leave the message "i told you i was sick ." or the fella here here who , underneath his name and dates of birth and death says simply "boo!". my wifes ashes are here they tell me , but i don't feel her in this place . she is still with me , but somewhere totally other . but the love will never die . love is constant and spans the generations . memories assault me . the time she opened my eyes by telling me 'bobby , don't you realize how rare it is for two people to really care about each other the way we do?" did i really casually accept that as my due? twenty years passes in the blink of an eye and i find myself alone . my heart has followed her , but the spirit still waits for release . may you never awaken with the love of your life lying cold beside you . i was supposed to go first , but would i wish on her the devastation i feel? i miss your voice , your laughter , your face, and the warmth of your body . your wit, intelligence, and loving heart . the strength you gave me . i love you!