Partake

Partake

 

How could I partake

In this special wake

Intended to honour

The man of the hour

 

When it hurt so badly

I would pay gladly

Any price to have you back

Giving you the odd thwack

 

Your smile, your touch so light

You brought joy, the highlight

Present in your words and deeds

Now all I have are your fatigues

 

 

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