Oh didnt you know Mum said Poor Old Uncle George is dead He died in the morning yesterday, Peacefully he passed away Well we knew that he was bound to go So why is it you take on so. For he was well past seventy It is all our destiny To Die Thats Life. Mum said.
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
My much loved Great Uncle George. My mother did not think children should be involved with mourning. Even though I visited him often. My first loss. And no chance to grieve.
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