Talk with my uncle

10.29.05 (9:05 am)   [edit]

Talk with my Uncle


 


Well the years fly by don't they?


only three of us left


out of eight.


My wife is gone


God I miss her,


can't believe that she loved me,


I was lucky,


Glad that I could take care of her


in her last illness;


a long fight that she lost,


but she tried,


she got so tired in the end you know,


could not hang on.


I volunteer with St Vincent’s


keeps me busy


away from the taverns


it is good to help others


those who have less than me


who have never had what I had,


that is now gone,


but no regrets.


I would do it all over


if I had too.


I miss your Aunt Ann


my beloved wife.


 

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