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Let us remember you blonde

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By Paul CooksonLiteracy Time PLUS Poet-in-residence

My father died very suddenly in January of this year. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died within a week of diagnosis. His hair had always been blonde but in hospital it had turned grey almost overnight. This was the poem I read at his funeral … Paul Cookson

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Let us remember you blonde

Let us remember you blonde Seventy seven and ten months and still blonde

Not seventy seven and nearly eleven months And grey and fading

Surrounded by wires Punctured by drips Smothered by the ill fitting oxygen mask Deafened by the silence and the beeper

We have heard the doctor’s words We know their meaning We know that this is real But are numb

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