No more you,
No more smiles,
No more jokes,
No more songs.
I remember when Dad took you
down to the Doctor's for a simple tune up.
Just cleaning a few pipes to help your motor,
just removing the build up in your heart.
Dad said you were ready for death
long before he came for you.
Dad said you told him good bye,
and he could see in your face it was the last time.
I remember the screams as my mother got the news.
I remember Nana on her knees,
crying on the steps of our porch.
Saying good things about you for the first time in years.
I remember you singing songs to everyone.
I remember the jokes you told to dry my tears.
I remember your smiles, even though it was rarely shown.
I remember you.
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