Uncle

I think of you

I remember you

The wrinkles on your face

Laugh lines

Crows feet

Dark skin

Stong thin fingers

Your laugh

Always your smile and your laugh

I weep

And there isn’t any confusion about you

About the loss

It is only good

Only love you gave

Mixed with mystery

And only you

15 July 2021

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