i watched my John suffer, day by day, It caused me bitter grief, to see him slowly fade away and i could not give relief. His weary hours And days of pain, his troubled nights are past, and in my aching heart I know, he has found sweet rest at last, Tis sweet to know we will meet again, where parting is no more, and my darling husband i loved so well, has only gone before. God knows how much I miss him, he counts the tears I shed, and whispers, Hush, he only sleeps, your John, John is not dead. Some day, some time, my years shall see, the face i loved so well, Some day, some time, his hand I'll clasp, and never say farewell.. The pearly gates were opened, a gentle voice said "Come," and with farewells left unspoken, John gently entered home... Johns smiling way and pleasant face, are a pleasure to recall, he had a kindly word for each, and died beloved by all...Someday I hope to meet him, someday, I know not when, to clasp his hand in the better land, never will we part again......