In Memorium

In Memorium

A Poem by Patches I'm not so new anymore.
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Happy Birthday Dad

100 years today

you would be


But you decided

eighteen years ago

that birthdays were passe


You taught us well

you and mom

raised us responsibly


Hardly does a day go by that

You do not cross my mind

The cleche is true, you know the one


You never miss the water

until the well is dry

well, my well has not been dry


these last eighteen years

but there is a hole in my

bucket


Dad, I suppose

I should be thankful

that the hole is near the rim


and that our

memories, and the life lessons

you passed on


have remained with

your children to this day.

Thank you for everything.

© 2014 Patches I'm not so new anymore.


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