My Sad Heart

That morning unlike others I
was awakened by the sound of
the telephone ringing
who on earth I thought
crawling out to answer it I'm
not the talking kind never
have been never will be today
I only had to listen my
brother Bob also not the talking kind said
Dad has died! What!
my short reply
Dad is dead I think he said ambulance
will soon be here I
tried to bring him back but
there was no response can
you come right away

So driving down the motorway
same motorway my father helped to build with
concrete all around and

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poem by Ron Knight
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