Farewell and Goodbye
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Farewell! Farewell!
It’s time for my closing verse.
How long the years
that bless and unkindly curse,
till in a black wagon
our sorry ars-e draggin’
we get to flat ride in a hearse
Goodbye! Goodbye!
Father, we buried you today
in a wicker casket
wherein bones of Mother lay.
Laid to rest upon her
as the guest of honour
together once more to stay
1921 ~ 2014.
Written: October 2014
Alas for most of us the one time we
get to ride in a big chauffeur driven
limo is the day you’re DOA! RIP dad.
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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