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A Lovely Man Called Jeff

For eighteen long days he had hardly slept
and night and day his loving vigil kept.
Sat by her bedside, and with tender care
he swabbed her mouth and stroked her long brown hair.

He seldom spoke, but he always kept alert.
His heart was aching and it really hurt
to see his darling wife just lying there
slipping very slowly beyond his care.

Then on Christmas Day she succumbed and died.
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Sunday, October 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,love
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I was deeply moved by the way that my sisters partner cared for her during the last days of her life. She died on Christmas day
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