Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone, I'll live in the memories of a garden, dear, with the happy days we have known. In spring, I'll wait for the roses red. In the summer lilacs blue; and in the autumn when the brown leaves fall, I'll catch a breath of you.
Should you go first and I remain to finish with the stroll. No dark shadow shall creep in to make this life seem droll. We've known so much happiness. We've had our cup full of joy; the memory is a gift of God that death can not destroy.
Should you go first and I remain, one thing I'll have you know. Walk slowly down the path, my dear, for soon I'll follow you. I'll wait to know each step you take that I may walk the same. For someday down that lonely road, you will hear me call your name. - Albert Kennedy Rosswell
