John F. McCullagh
Sixty Seven years they were together,
until only death did part.
It is difficult for Him to deal with:
Death rends asunder human hearts.
Until this happened his mind seemed clear
in spite of his advancing years.
Then his daughter got the call
That nearly broke her grieving heart
Her Father asking for her mother’s number-
He’s lost Gemma’s number and needs to talk.
He needs to hear her voice again.
To tell her at hat his love is true.
Through tears his daughter answers back;
“ I ‘d give you the number if I knew.”
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Comments about this poem (His Gemma by John F. McCullagh )
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