WILLIE TEESDALE.A Poem by Peter RogersonA kind of folk story in verse summing up a human lifeWhen Little Willie Teesdale Was only four or five, His granny went to Jesus and he learned he was alive. For the first time Willy Teesdale Knew he was alive. When Little Willie Teesdale Was only nine or ten His papa died whilst working and Willie knew again, He knew about mortality when he was nine or ten. Then little Willie Teesdale grew up and knew no blame till his mother coughed her lungs up and the Undertaker came, and he learned to cry that winter when that Undertaker came. More years passed for Willie and he grew slowly old his face grew lined with wrinkles, and he felt the winter's cold, the years passed by for Willie and he shivered in the cold. Then little Willie Teesdale felt a pain real deep inside, a throbbing and an aching that ended when he died, and they buried him at Michaelmas, when Willie Teesdale died. © 2016 Peter Rogerson |
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Added on February 29, 2016 Last Updated on February 29, 2016 Tags: birth, bereavement, death AuthorPeter RogersonMansfield, Nottinghamshire, United KingdomAboutI am 81 years old, but as a single dad with four children that I had sole responsibility for I found myself driving insanity away by writing. At first it was short stories (all lost now, unfortunately.. more..Writing
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