The golden sunshines upon their hair
The children of your greatest pair
The one we dream to be there
This love we do share.

Was this love false?
Was it gone and but a farse?
Why do you choose to departs?
Why did you break my heart's?

You took that knife
You took your life
You brought me great strife.
You were to be my wife.

You took your time
You grabbed the dagger and took thine
Your image was Divine
You brought me into this Time
You left before your time.

My loss is great
My loves were lost not to Fate
My few friends remain tame
May they not choose the same.

This poem is made for the two Departed souls that took there own lives
to depart the realm, my wife to be Reyanna and My mother of choice
Tristessa. May there lives in the realms be better. May no one else
depart in such a permanent manner.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Sarapin, in the year 353 AF.