Background

My wife Wendy passed away in April of 2024. She had 2 ducks, Daffy and Daisy. Our agreement was when she got them, I would not have to take care of them. After her passing, I had no choice. That daily trek to let the ducks out of their pen and then to put them back up at night, was hard for me. It was a constant reminder of Wendy no longer being here. This particular night was a difficult one, when my cell phone rang.

Saved by a Call, Blessed by Her Love

By the pond, I stood in despair,
Grief and sorrow filled the air.
Wendy was gone, her laughter stilled,
A void so vast, it couldn’t be filled.

The ducks swam gently, unaware,
Of the weight I bore, the cross I’d wear.
Tears fell freely, my heart undone,
The battle of grief was far from won.

Then a chime—my phone rang near,
A voice so sweet, a lifeline clear.
“Uncle Raymond, I need you now,
A spill on my dress, I don’t know how!”

Her words broke through the darkest night,
A spark of love, a guiding light.
She thought she needed my embrace,
But her call brought me saving grace.

I dried my tears, my heart restored,
Her innocent love, my greatest reward.
A spilled soda, a dress in distress,
Became a moment of God’s caress.

For in her need, I found my way,
Her laughter chased the dark away.
She was my angel, sent from above,
A reminder of God’s unending love.

So now I know, as I always will,
Her call that night, her voice so still,
Was more than a niece reaching out to me,
It was a blessing, setting my spirit free.