Mr Raggerty
Long grey beard, flowing down your chest.
Mr Raggerty, the way I remember you best.
Time, me changed…
Long ago, had I put you to rest.
Along with soldiers and friends
from my childhood zest.
Mr Raggerty, look at this loving man I see.
Mr Raggerty, look at this gentle man called me.
Copyright © Gavin Joachims | Year Posted 2015
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