who knew

Today is the third anniversary of my uncle’s death. I still remember sitting in my office getting the call from my mom letting me know what had happened. I wrote this one evening as it all starts to sink in.

Who Knew
that the last time I’d see you
would be in that hospital bed
right around your
birthday?

Who Knew
that when you left
for the holidays
you’d only return
for your final
rest?

Who Knew
that after that fateful day
you’d never be quite the same
but that you’d still be you
stubborn, sports-loving, proud, and joking;
that we’d only have
six short years
before you’d depart from our company
in this world?

Who Knows
how to say goodbye to
a son, a father
a brother, an uncle
a nephew, a cousin
a friend?

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