He and I of an age alike

Of a place alike
and a time alike.
He knew not me
Yet I admired respected
Never envied him.
How I regret his going
Passing gone,
clever words no more!

At times a wife resented
him mightily since
he drank and womanised
smoked and stank.
His children at times
adored abhorred him -
like I, mostly admired him.
And now like I, mourn him.
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Posted: Mar 2022
About this poem:
A man of words departed and mightily missed. With rain and autumn descending I hear his voice.

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