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HIM...

October 21, 2016
By Alia324 BRONZE, Newmarket, New Hampshire
Alia324 BRONZE, Newmarket, New Hampshire
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Eyes blurred by tears,

Someone special was lost.

Family? An Uncle?

Our last conversation,

Burned into my memory.

A weak voice over the phone,

Speaking of things he wanted to experience.

It’s too late now.

Cancer had won the long, painful battle.

Now in a fear and pain free place,

Always watching down upon me,

With love in his heart.

But, I still miss him.


The author's comments:

A couple months ago my uncle died from cancer and that really effected me even though I had not known him well. The night that he died I was speaking to him on the phone and I could barely even talk because I was crying so hard. He had told me that he wanted to go fishing with me which was heartbreaking because I would never get that chance to make that happen for him. I was so sad when I got the news that he had passed, because I had only gotten the chance to see him once which was a week or so before he died. This experience was what had inspired me to write this piece. 


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Alia324 BRONZE said...
on Nov. 2 2016 at 2:15 pm
Alia324 BRONZE, Newmarket, New Hampshire
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nice poem!