Living With Pain

Written for Caroline Schmitt in the memory of her husband Phil the pill.


`Till death do you part,
Was what you said from the start.
Then not fully understanding ,
That at death it had to end.

As the years went by,
The time did much faster fly,
Because you grew together,
As a friend of Christ.

Thank you for sharing him.
He made our nights much less dim.
As we saw him tease you,
And make you smile all night long.

Now those nights are gone.
All we have are memories fond,
And the lessons you both taught us,
Along the way.

The first lesson was of love,
Taught to you by God above,
Shown to every stranger,
And silly, crazy teenager.

The second was of friendship.
It's like being joined at the hip,
To have a friend whose common goal,
Is to live his life for Christ.

And last but not least,
Was the lesson of peace.
Which is only accomplished,
Through the gift of grace.

Just as the Bible truely claims,
Love is one thing that remains.
And eventhough he's gone,
We still have that abounding love.

And with that remaining trait,
We have the laughter that it gave.
That along with love,
We have the faith and hope,
That we will dance with him someday.