Facing hardship every day
Without asking why it came her way
Chronic illness is her cross
That she carries without fuss
She looks forward to tomorrow
Whether it will bring peace or sorrow
On a typical day she is at rest
Up and about she gives her best
A degree or career she has not
Yet her wisdom is often sought
The innocence in her eye
Tells she cannot lie
The cheerful smile on her face
Says that she has been touched by God’s grace
To our children she devotes her life
I love my beautiful special wife
James
Toronto
May 12, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
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