21 hours ago
Though it takes two parts, roll the sad, yet tender final verse in my epic “Love.” .
He struggles out of bed, arthritis burning his back and knees,
And he prays that on this morning, she'll regain her memories.
But the stroke has left deep scars, and so she lays there in silent fear,
Gazing at family pictures, not recognizing anything near.
She reels at his touch, but soft words help her understand
That she just might live in this strange house with this caring old man.
And so she lets him serve her breakfast and dress her for the day,
Not seeing the growing wound he bears that it must be this way.
Nothing in his life has ever hurt as much as this,
And yet he'd gladly bear still more to repay her for each kiss.
For like His God, there's nothing he wouldn't give for the one he loves.
Like His God, there's nothing he wouldn't give for the one he loves.
— Thus ends the last verse in "Love" (www.godsfurryangels.com/love), words and music by Kirby Lee Davis. Original copyright February 2012, this performance and video copyright February 2019. Thank you for watching. If you like these words, check out my books! They’re all about love. And have a great day!
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