Uncle Bills Birthday

UNCLE BILL’S BIRTHDAY

It’s Uncle Bill’s birthday today
and we’ve hardly celebrated
his leather jacket
his teasing ways
seventy’s haircut and mustache
his deep green car
with crevices and dents
the way he looks at us
from an old photograph
sitting in his faraway car
working with my other grandma
at Scott’s
...she’s gone too

4/27/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Wolf Avatar
April 28, 2018 at 10:39 PM
Fitting tribute, so well-penned. Feel that I knew him, all from these few lines... Great write, Kim! :) gw
Rodrigues Avatar
April 29, 2018 at 5:46 AM
Thanks so much, Gershon!
Dietrich Avatar
April 27, 2018 at 9:08 PM
oh my, this is really clever and also too bad he is gone. My mom's cousins are all gone now. And her uncles, etc. It must be so sad when that happens and you may not even have siblings around any more.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 27, 2018 at 9:51 PM
He died when I was in high school...older than me then. I’m much older than him now. Loved him!
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