disappearing uncle

this fella would put on Hank

play me Merle

tracks of Dolly

to see if my ear might catch

but I was too young then

to appreciate the gold on offer

& too

I had nothing to mourn

the world was mine to snatch

did not appreciate the chance

to hear a song the melody

help a soul remember

good times & bad times

people who had come & gone

& then one day undisclosed

he became the disappearing uncle

leaving me

with someone to remember

the good times & bad times

listening close

for memory the melody

remind & rewind

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