Half my heart, the dark red part
Took my words when he depart
Senseless creature that I am
I tried to hate him from the start
Our child dear, I lived in fear
Might never know a father here
Yet I reared him all alone
In his face, you’d soon appear
A true man truly, all my life
My husband truly loved his wife
Boy, I know he’d love you, too
Had Death’s clock skipped him August ninth
His love was endless, his strength was not
He sadly left us here to rot
And though it might not be by choice
Every night he’s my final thought
Not yet old, no longer young
Still the words no longer come
My soul now longs for one thing only
The day we pass and you meet our son.
Dark Blue Owls 