Auf Wiedersehen

God new you were getting tired.
A cure was not to be.

He called Tracey,
come home to me.

Heaven awaits your arrival,
singing songs of new. 

With your love of music,
You can sing a few.

We'll reminisce fondly,
grand memories of thee!

You've  left behind,
 a legacy for all to see!

Auf Wiedersehen my dear friend.
Until we meet again.

Written by:
Kathleen Tortolano

 In memory of :
Tracey Hazelton
1/20/1958-6/24/2017