Monday, September 15, 2014
September 15, 1975
I did not hear the ring
Upon the fence I climbed
I saw my father leave
I heard the ambulance chimes
Without a spoken word
I could feel the fear
The world about to change
This was very clear
I heard my mothers voice
The facts she did unwind
Death had taken grandpa
Upon the fence I climbed
BjM 9-15-14
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Been gone longer than you were here
Memories replay year after year
They play on a loop in my mind
Ok to remember, not to rewind.
Every year I re-climb that fence
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