Without you, I would not be here…
My husband, whom I love so dearly, would not be mine…
My duties as a doting aunt would not exist…
Without you, I would not be here…

My time would never be my own…
There would be no peace in my heart…
The song of life would crash in a heap of broken melodies…
Colors would induce no delight…

Without you, I would not be here…
Those I help today would never know me…
The smiles that warm my center would never be seen…
Without you, I would not be here…

My life would be fleeting with the passing fever…
The fever that attaches talons to souls…
And squeezes the last drops of blood from bones…
Praise would induce no calm…

Without you, I would not be here…
Living the days as they come…
Loving the gift from the One…
Without you, I would not be here…