I have to look back and
ask myself what did he do to you
to make you turn your back on him?
I could have cared less what you did
to me,
but whatever did he do to you to make
you stab him in the back,
He was never rude to you, he was always
kind, but what did you to do him,
you hurt him from behind.

He was always polite to you,
you must have forgot it so ,
because if you did you
would have never done it so,
you would have never hurt him so.

You could have hurt me, I could have cared less,
I knew you to be a true *****,
but when you hurt my one true love,
I became a bigger *****.

One day I will pay you back for
hurting him like you did,
but for now I have not forgotten
what you did and I never will.

In Loving Memory of
my second late beloved husband,
Roy L. Mock,
Born December 13, 1953 to November 25, 1008,
You are my angel watching down from heaven.