She laid him in his resting place
After twenty-one years of love
She had to try to say goodbye
To that she never felt worthy of

She was with him on his death bed
As he said with a single tear
"Now don't you cry, because I die,
For my love won't disappear"

He said with a smile while holding her hand
"Thank you, for being my bride"
It was his last breath before his death
Then her loving husband died

Two weeks later, the doorbell rang
A messenger stood outside
He said, "How do you do?, this is for you"
She took the letter and went inside

When she opens up the envelope
Tears start to fill her eyes
And then a smile, that's been gone for a while
She reads it as she cries

"It was me my angel who felt unworthy,
to even hold your hand"
"And I'll never see, why you ever picked me,
it's something I'll never understand"

Every two weeks, for the next ten years
A love letter was brought to her door
'Til one day his bride, had finally died
And now they're together once more

He wrote her letters every single day
From the very first day that they met
Then he put them away for a rainy day
To make sure she'd never forget