Epilogue

And so, this is the end.  I see it as the beginning.  This story is over, but mine has just begun.  Oh, how cruel time can be.  Years and years apart, what seemed like an eternity but was a mere matter of years.  The shadow that has befallen me has now been lifted; it now should be a joyous celebration, but something doesn't feel right with all the losses I had along the way.






George's Poem




Many of my hopes and dreams
were just a mere trick of the light.
I yearned for something that wasn't there,
I reached for something I couldn't have,
I looked for something out of sight.
When I thought I had it, it was just
A mere trick of the light.
When oh so sour sorrow befalls me,
And skies of blue turn grey,
I strain to hear my name called out,
But just a mere trick of the light,
A fool I thought I was to call out for you,
Just to hear a hollow echo.
I tried to follow what was lost,
Just to gain more pain and sorrow,
And when the search was done,
And when I finally found you,
Oh, what a fool I was to think
That you were a trick of the light.
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And so I guess this is the end of my story, yet it is just the beginning.




Farewell,