Stop all this sorrow my dear,
There\'s much we have to do.
Stop all this sorrow my dear,
There\'s family here who adores you.
Please my love dry your eyes,
Our lives have only just begun.
Please my love dry your eyes,
Our future holds much fun.
Think my love of growing older,
How we cried at each kid\'s wedding.
Think my love of growing older,
How we attended every birth setting.
Imagine how proud we\'ll be sweetheart,
When we pass on our story of pain.
Imagine how proud we\'ll be sweetheart,
When we pass on our story they\'ll gain.
Stop all this madness my husband,
The best part hasn\'t happened yet.
Stop all this madness my husband,
The future holds greatness, it\'s set.
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*To my husband, I know depression can be overbearing but I PROMISE it will pass, you have me and our two children that love you and will ALWAYS be here for you.*