My Aunt Sylvie rang to say that Bill had died - brother Bill was ninety-three my dad kept saying -
Bill is the oldest of the brothers, next is George, who's ninety -
George has got his own chair in The Legion -
I remembered my dad saying that as you got older, it was like climbing up the steps of a high diving board -
You follow behind the other chaps - then it's your turn he'd said -
I saw the photograph we'd taken of my dad last Armistice Day -
He's wearing a beautiful navy blue suit - he's smiling, just returned from St Faiths -
I'll think of that photograph when tenderness floods my heart -
16.00
December 15 2014
Staunton Road
Havant
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