Poor Uncle Tom
He lies in peace beneath this tree
where death by shock came suddenly.
That thunderbolt struck Uncle Tom-
he faced the storm before the calm.
Sandra M. Haight
Contest: An Epitaph To Make Us Laugh 2
Sponsor: Jesse Rowe
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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