John Wayne Brown Poem by Randy Johnson

John Wayne Brown



My grandmother and his father were first cousins, and that made us related.
When he died on the 3rd of June, his death wasn't something that I anticipated.
When a person dies, it's something that people hate.
He has gone to Heaven at the young age of forty-eight.
His mother named him after John Wayne, the deceased movie star.
Now Heaven is the place where both my friend and John Wayne are.
It's always hard to lose a member of the Human Race.
John is dead but he is in a far better place.

John Wayne Brown
Monday, June 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend,goodbye,memorial
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Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019)who died on June 3,2019.
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