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Dear Son

Just a few lines I hereby write to let you know
that I, in my entirety am still alive,
care I give, when with pen perceiving you so slow
the words upon these lines, just in time will arrive.
You will not know the house, when you come on back home
twelve month ago the rent we defaulted, so we moved,
which was good for your mother, she’s too old to roam,
while it seems her affair with the rent man, unproved.
I’ve managed to get myself a really good job
having many hundreds of poor sods beneath me,
as greenkeeper, the graveyard grass I cut and swab,
that is when this terrible pain stops in my knee.
Your sister Edna has had a baby this week
not yet found out if baby boy or baby girl,
so don’t know if it’s got a tap to take a leak
or a hands free strikingly attractive pearl.
We both went to the doctor the other day
it’s your mother she is not keeping all that well,
the doctor placed a small tube down her passage way
said “Don’t talk”, I offered to buy, but wouldn’t sell.
Your uncle Raymond drowned last week in a large vat
this full of single malt whisky at the brewery,
workmates tried to save him, but he fought them off, drat,
cremated, fire took days to douse, come floury.
The weather is o.k.; it has rained twice this week
first off for three days, then the other for four days,
then undertaker rang, sounded very bleak
said, “Payment for grandma’s grave, or does not here stays”.
Oh! by the way I was to send you some money
but I forgot to place it in the envelope,
sealed it with kiss, thought you may think that’s funny
till you hear mum gave you to the charity “SCOPE”.

© Harry J Horsman 2012 

the idea is not mine originally, it is
   An adaptation of an Irish letter.

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  1. Date: 12/9/2012 7:35:00 PM
    Harry; This is pretty good, but thank God it's not your idea. for a minute iIgot worried. Thanks for reading My Birthday. Lucilla

  1. Date: 12/8/2012 7:20:00 AM
    This one was so good I enjoyed reading it again. It doen't get much better than this Harry. Poets could go a whole lifetime and not write something as good as this. Well done my friend.

  1. Date: 12/2/2012 4:27:00 PM
    soup

  1. Date: 11/29/2012 6:41:00 PM
    Harry while visiting your poetry I have found a great joy. I enjoyed reading your work. It is awesome how the pen can bring so much joy to ones life. may God bless you always!

  1. Date: 11/25/2012 4:03:00 PM
    Awesome write you got here,,, I'm glad it's not your family, or is part of it ? I never thought about keep up a payment on a grave site. I'm Irish,, I'm going for cremation. I'm on the persuasion, no need to claim the body. My spirit will be free at last. Love this write ;}

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 9:52:00 PM
    Wonderful poem but worded a sad picture with few sweets. Thanks God, it's not Original but an adaption. My sweet friend, you can cause fear to one easily who really loves you. Loved always, bl

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 8:38:00 AM
    When we stopped living togther as families we LOST each other, the nuclear family is the downfall of mankind! grrrrrrr Light & Love

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    Sorry to interfere, but couldn't help saying how right you are! It's a very important message, Debbie! And thank you so much for eharing, Harry; it 's a very well written adaptation; heart felt...Blessings, Hanitra
  1. Date: 11/23/2012 7:11:00 AM
    Harry you had me going when I first started to read it, I like the idea behind it, it is a bit like 'found' poetry well done...David

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 6:31:00 AM
    Such a tragic story. But the humor gave it such a wonderful bitter sweet taste. Many witty parts "if it's got a tap to take a leak" is one of them.

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 5:39:00 AM
    Very melancholy yet a hint of comedy. I love your interpretation of the irish letter.

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 5:23:00 AM
    Lol....too funny. You probably scared your boy from opening letters from you..I like the baby, and knowing if it has a tap or not lol...Good one!

  1. Date: 11/23/2012 4:43:00 AM
    Just love this one still giggling like a daft kid my friend xx

  1. Date: 11/22/2012 10:11:00 PM
    This is tragically hilarious. Great way to end my evening. After reading this poem I feel ecstatic about my own life.

  1. Date: 11/22/2012 3:39:00 PM
    Dear Harry, a warm thought and letter.. sometimes i wish my family would write to me, and tell me how they are. some thoughts here are sad,,, hoping you are having a joyous holiday.. Wishing you and your family the best.. always~ PD