That still moment, at the cusp of death,
I think of you as I draw my last breath.
Your starlight smile, so full of wonder,
Will it remain as I cross over yonder?
Immaculate is your countenance, so full of life,
Blessed am I to have called you my wife.
Until we meet again, I salute, I hail,
As I go on through the Scarlet Veil.
