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Papaw's Demise
You died twenty years ago today.
On February 7, 1998, you passed away.
You were born in 1910 and died at age of eighty-seven.
Twenty years ago, you left this Earth and went to Heaven.
You became a widower in 1957 and had your kids to finish raising.
You finished raising your kids by yourself and that was amazing.
When you died, it was something that I hated.
You were my Papaw and you were appreciated.
On February 7, 1998, you passed away.
You were born in 1910 and died at age of eighty-seven.
Twenty years ago, you left this Earth and went to Heaven.
You became a widower in 1957 and had your kids to finish raising.
You finished raising your kids by yourself and that was amazing.
When you died, it was something that I hated.
You were my Papaw and you were appreciated.
Published 7th Feb 2018
Author's Note
Dedicated to Burkette Greene who died on February 7, 1998.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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7th Feb 2018 5:52pm
My condolences for your loss.
That you have written this piece
is testimony to the influence he
had on your life.
I believe he would be proud to
be your grandfather.
Well done
That you have written this piece
is testimony to the influence he
had on your life.
I believe he would be proud to
be your grandfather.
Well done
