to rest then mine anger, her sleeping thereby
to their now, she lies.
to sleep then this morn.
to sleep then this morn.
To this then I rest
mine anger, this morn
mine anger, this morn
her sleeping thereby.
No more need I mourn,
Our rest then does come,
to this may it rest
her sleeping there'by.
her sleeping there'by.
Steven, what beautiful words you wrote to help you through your toughest times. I can relate to it as I remember just lying in bed next to my husband and being so grateful he was still alive. When he did pass, his body was so ravaged from treatments and surgery after surgery that I felt blessed he was able to be relieved of his suffering.
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