For my Dad

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If they are remembered,

if their names are said,

not for them the empty cenotaph.

No stone reminder of the pain filled silence,

no marble relief for the period at the end of the chapter,

no need for ululation – or ashes in hair –

no need for competition in grief.

Just remember them

that have

gone.

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Author: drewcas68

Over aged, over educated in the wrong things. Glumly mediocre.

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