One Year on

My Uncle
A tease, a joker, somebody who cared
Who chased us, made faces, played games on the stairs
His arms wide open, his heart just the same
One genuine character, this world could not tame
A tangible void I feel one year on,
In my mind I still see you, not gone, just moved on
The smile it still beams; childhood memories so clear
For my special uncle, I still shed a tear


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So the other significant thing about today - the 65th anniversary of the death of a King. You are in good company Uncle David x

P.s. Photo of David, next to a special Egyptian scent bottle and pressed flowers from the wreath.