The hardships of trauma tragedy is awful

Another year brings back memories of the eighties

When Love was sincere and glorious

We were together then, a very fortunate couple

Then in a blink of the eye it was over

Now in the Georgia swamps in a sacred grave she lays

I feel the ghastly effects even today in a foreign city

Never will I feel love again like hers

She is gone now because jealousy reared the ugly tempest

My time I know it is close

Then eternity will be ours 
 

Tony Mike Nerone

12-23-10