I Cry For My Wife, Day And Night

Being alone, I cry for you day and night

Where are you, my dear, out of my sight?

You loved me, served me, and often you told

Feel no bored; so many around us are old

They also suffer, moreover, have no favor 

We are lucky we have food and shelter

We need not toil on the soil day to day

Many, in this old age, labor hard for pay

You always consoled me by not being worried

I am beside you to help you in your every need

I became carefree, with disabilities, I was no sad

Fully surrendered to you for any good or bad  

But who says God is kind to all, not so zealous

Couldn’t bear our bond of love and so envious

He throttled my wife very tight, and she started

Struggling for food and breath, but she got defeated