To My Darling Wife,
When I first saw you there, in the spring of forty-four
I knew right away you were a gift from our Lord.
You were only seventeen, a smart young beauty,
Dark curly hair, with a cute little (well you know)
From May to October, only five months of dating,
But when you know you've found the one, what’s the point in waiting?
At your aunts house the family was gathered together,
To witness the vows that would bind us forever.
The tears in your eyes were for joy you had said,
And, I promised to love you and keep you till death.
Then off to the war I went on my way,
You were well with child, when you kissed me that day.
A baby was born while I was overseas,
Our first son, you named him Thomas, after me.
I cried like a baby when I first got the news,
But they were tears of joy, I told the boys in my platoon.
I wanted to surprise you when I came back to town,
Then all of a sudden, you almost knocked me down.
You jumped up to hold me, you caught me unaware,
In the middle of town, you and my family were there.
I squeezed you and held you, I did not want to let go,
I finally had my baby girl, oh how my tears flowed.
It had been way too long, so I kissed you right there,
Remember? In front of that store, the people all stared.
Some, with tears coming down, for the joy that they could see.
Some even clapped their hands just for you and me.
As the months turned to years, our children joined our world,
We made our home in Michigan with three boys and two girls.
Hard times had come, yet good times were near
The Lord saw us through, we knew not to fear.
You were my strength, you always made do,
You never complained. I didn’t deserve you.
Then came the grandkids, they are all so very funny.
I can’t believe it’s been this long, you are still my sweet honey.
I know you loved me so, you told me all the time.
I loved you also sweet heart, you would always be mine.
The little things you did for me, they were never overlooked.
I know I didn’t acknowledge much, I should have put them in a book.
The many ways you touched my heart, I didn’t voice too often,
Especially when I smelled your cornbread, coming out of the oven.
You always made sure it was there for me, at sunrise and sunset
That’s what I mean by the little things, ever since we met.
Our time on earth is limited, to just a few short years it seems.
We’ve talked about how we didn’t want the other one to be
Staying here upon this earth without the other by their side.
Yet God has plans for the both of us, but in His own time.
So, honey, don’t you cry for me, because heaven is where I’ll be,
Waiting here outside these gates, for the day that you will join me.
It’s not your time for coming home, your mansion's not quite done.
You have a few more things to do, spend time with our daughters and
sons.
But, just as I had gone away, so many years ago,
You were the one to see me first, when I had come back home.
Only this time sweet, don’t you know, that the scene will be reversed.
For you will try to surprise me honey, but I will see you first.
At heavens gate I will sit, yes that is where we'll meet .
Together we will lay our crowns there at Jesus' feet.
Love,
Calvin
Inspired by: Grandpa and Grandmas' Love Story
Written by: Virginia Cooper
To know him was to love him, their story is not one to take lightly. Their marriage was a gift from God and an inspiration to us all. We love you Grandpa and we will keep watch over Grandma until the Lord calls her home to join you.
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In Memory of Thomas Calvin Cooper November 8th, 1924 - April 22, 2007
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