Farewell Young Uncle

92 is a grand age.
Your quiet smile will be missed

By me.

Your impish twinkle

At an implied joke

Will be always remembered.

The wise and comforting words

You shared with me,

When I needed them

Were stored and treasured.

I often wondered

If you only pretended to be

Hard of hearing

Because when you spoke

You hadn’t missed a thing.

XOXO