Peter Charlie Drayton Jr.

08/06/1962 - 03/22/2021

To My Husband

Should you go and I remain, To walk the road alone,

I'll live in memory's garden, dear, With happy days we've known.

In Spring I'll wait for roses red, When fades the lilac bllue,

In early Fall when brown leaves fall, I'll catch a glimpse of you.

Should you go first and I remain, For battles to be fought,

Each thing you've touched along the way, Will be a hallowed spot.

I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile, Though blindly I may grope,

The memory of your helping hand, Will buoy me on with hope.

Should you go first and I remain, One thing I'd have you do:

Walk slowly down that long, lone path, For soon I'll Follow you.

I'll want to know each step you take, That I may walk the same,

For some day down that lonely road, You'll hear me call your name.