I am waiting for my bride.
I remember my bride as she was on the day we married.
She was so full of life.
She loved to laugh.
She was generous to a fault.
She was always trying to make others happy.
I am waiting for my bride.
My bride was as honest as the day is long.
But she was always careful not to say or doing anything to hurt anyone.
She loved to work, and was good at everything she did.
She never asked for much, but gave all she had.
I am waiting for my bride.
My bride loved me.
She would do little things to make my life easier.
She would try her best to look her best at all times.
She put everyone else's needs ahead of her own.
I am waiting for my bride.
She was that way for many years.
Then, slowly my bride would not be there.
A little at a time at first.
Then more often.
And more often.
Then she was gone.
I am waiting for my bride.
Occasionally I will catch a glimpse of her.
But just as quickly she will disappear.
I haven’t seen my bride in a long time.
I don't know if she will ever return.
But I pray she will.
Until then...
I am waiting for my bride.
