Poetry Corner: “Uncle Bill”

Uncle Bill

Can you feel sorrow for an uncle you never met?
Well Uncle Bill was a 22-year-old man I never even saw
he died before I was ever born
shot down in the Battle of Britain
and now buried in Lincolnshire in the United Kingdom
alone and unvisited
yet it is only in the past few years his memory haunts me
such an indescribable tragedy
who said good-bye and kneeled by his grave?
22 and killed in war
on Remembrance day in the past few years
my heart is torn
I have no hate for the German pilot that shot him down most like he himself was killed and no longer around
so Uncle Bill I have promised to visit your grave
and after I think several double scotches neat
Perhaps our souls will meet
and my tears and sobs
Might show you the respect you deserve
and lighten my heart
that is broken for the life you deserved but never had

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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