In Loving Memory Of

Billy R. Brandon

Jan. 8, 1943 - Apr. 2, 2014










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We knew the end was drawing near,
But didn’t know it would come so fast;
We didn’t know, as we gathered that morning
That this day would be his last.

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He didn’t have the time he needed
To say the things he thought about;
Before he figured out what to say,
His time had already run out.

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He was never one for mushy words,
And maybe he dropped the ball;
He just didn’t know how to tell you
How much he loved you all.

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And maybe he never told you
How proud he was of each of you,
Maybe he couldn’t put it into words,
But his feelings were strong and true.

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He knew the pain of loss you’re feeling,
He buried two daughters and his wife.
But he wouldn’t want you to grieve too long,
Just remember the best of his life.

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We’ll miss his tall tales, and laughter,
His booming voice, and crooked grin;
And Bingo will never be the same
With anyone calling but him!

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Now our family circle is smaller,
But we’ll think of him every day.
And remembering all the good times we had,
We’ll miss him more than words can say.



© 2014 by Kathryn Brandon; all rights reserved.
This poem is my own original work, and may not
be used in any manner without permission. Thank you.




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