Once, my dear, I was young like you. I was hopeful like you. I dreamed like you. Once, my dear, I thought I had it all - oh, so happily, the light of my life held my hand as we danced, clutched me at night, promised all the world would be mine. Once, my dear, I was like you.
One day, my dear, should your lovely husband pass as did both of mine, I do wish you feel as I have felt watching you all these years, how brightly you shine. Cling tightly, my dear, for one day it may all pass away.