Sweet Ruby

They laid his sweet Ruby under a live oak,

buried in her favorite red dress & cloak

The day they laid her down to rest, He did his best,

to hold on to the last words that she spoke,

She’d said to him as she’d given him one last kiss:

“I love you now & I always will, I know this loss is a bitter pill,

but rest assured I’ll see you again, & always remember this,

that for forty three years,through ice & fire & raging winds,

you were the man I love & my best friend”

By:J.N.R Dutton

Author: J.N.R Dutton

Husband, father,poet,and all around creative soul.

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