POEM TITLE The Young Lad I Used To Know
POEM THE YOUNG LAD I USED TO KNOW
Two wee girls without a dad
Never to live the life they should have had
I knew him when he was but a lad
Just starting to make his way
He's grown up since
I didn't watch. To me he still a young lad
With his life still to build and wonders to see
To laugh, to love, to live.
Last night I heard of his sad passing
I can't believe it. My heart is breaking
For all those folks taken too soon
For children whose lives are forever chipped, if not broken
Getting the economy running is no use to him
His voice now will never be heard
But as a caring young man I'm sure he would say
Stay safe. The rest will have to wait.
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