The #Casket Store offers custom granite and bronze headstones in store and online at http://www.thecasketstore.com/ This marker features a beautiful poem written by a husband to his wife.
Full text of the poem:
One night in September I was touched by a star,
was caressed by a moonbeam sent from afar.
I asked for her name, “Josephine”, she told me,
“but I prefer ‘Jo’, or just call me ‘Josie’.”
My heart was afire, I knew it was love,
as I kissed my sweet angel from Heaven above.
Soon we were married, a beautiful bride,
who promised to always walk by my side.
She quickly discovered her gifts as a mother,
she gave me a son, then a daughter, then another.
Inside or outside they enjoyed each thrill,
as she kneeled to help them learn every new skill.
Fresh fruits and vegetables, their daily fare,
prepared by a mother with a heart full of care
who always welcomed their friends to our home,
and never left them to fend all alone.
She taught them the joy of fun and laughter,
the values of life they will cherish hereafter.
Too soon they were gone, away on their own,
while she fretted around her now empty home.
Five grandchildren next, to love and help train,
how proudly she’d smile as she whispered each name,
or spoke of their beauty, their love and their play
to friends and neighbors she walked with each day.
We still stood together, two persons as one,
with praise to our Father for what He had done
to bless us so richly on our venture through life,
walking hand in hand, one husband, one wife.
Through life’s dark valleys our Shepherd who led
the way to green pastures on high ground ahead
showed us the path to our promised reward,
Christ Jesus our King, our Savior, our Lord.
God gave her a special time here with me,
to nurture my life with our own family.
Now He’s called her home for a well deserved rest
Into His arms ever more to be blessed.
Her mother is singing before His great throne,
crying “Abba Father, our daughter is home.”
She’ll wait for me there at Heaven’s great door
‘til we kneel hand in hand in worship once more.
When we kneel there together we’ll hear Him proclaim,
before Heaven’s great host as He calls her by name,
“You’ve finished your race, your children all know Me,
You’re home with Me now, well done ‘Darling Josie’ “..
Written by Her Husband, David R. Sutton, September 22, 2010