My one last gift to you in this life
My braid that showed outwardly my happiness
From the day I first learned
That my soulname meant
Eternal mate of Sur
Our lives have been ever entwined
Like the three strands in my braid
You
Me
And our love
Our love that kept growing
Strong and beautiful like our cub Scouter
He is the proof and result of our love
You are my happiness
So you take this with you
While I stay with our tribe
Like the strands in a braid
Divided in three
That meet at the end
I will be with you again when I die
But we can never truly be apart
For our spirits are like one
As you are ever woven to me