Great Uncle Bill !A Poem by TomA true story !Great Uncle Bill ! As a young lad, oft, I would visit an old man called William Brown my grandmother's elder brother, who dwelt far out of town, old fashioned by nature, working the land was all he ever had known and I enjoyed helping out on his farm, where he lived all alone! Despite advancing years, he still loved to tell a yarn or a joke while puffing on a wooden pipe, blowing rings of elevating, blue smoke, like the time he searched all over for his cap, forgetting it was on his head or the night he found a clucking chicken, laying an egg on his bed! Always fried bread, eggs and bacon for breakfast along with a cup a tea then straight out into the fields, where he would work like a busy bee and only when the sun had descended and he had completed every chore, would he return to the house, to cook the same meal as before! One day I was taken out early from school, straight to the home of old Bill a Doctor stood gravely by his brass bed, my great uncle had taken very ill, as I approached his bedside, tears welled in my eyes, my heart heavy like lead and as he lay there meekly breathing, he turned to me and softly said; “Young Tom now my time is up, but I want you to know life has been fun so remember to always have a laugh and that hard work, never killed anyone”! Then with a smile he rested his head, I clasped his hand as he gently sighed, and in that timeless moment I stayed strong, as he closed his eyes and peacefully died! I still remember him well despite his passing, some 30 odd years ago, though now I am married with kids of my own, who set my heart all aglow, quite often when I tell them a yarn or a joke, they laugh out ever so shrill,
and it reminds me of those happy days as a lad, I spent with their great, great, Uncle Bill ! © 2013 TomFeatured Review
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