A Heavenly Voice

My time is almost spent
A life of heartache about to end
As I lay here too weak to move
Awaiting death and my beautiful Christine

I know in my heart she will come
And help lay my soul to rest
She is a very kind soul
With an amazing heart that will not let me down

I will never lay my eyes
On her gentle face or hear her glorious voice
But my last human contact will be from her
When she slips the ring I gave her back on my finger

I faintly hear the rustle of her skirts
And the sound of her soft, graceful steps
But I'm too weak to open my eyes
I will have to be content to listen as she visits me one last time

I hear her glorious voice rising
As I walk toward a gorgeous light
With her heavenly voice she has sent me to heaven
Just as I let out my dying breath