Echoes of Childhood

Where are they now, these people who loved me?

Both of them dead, and that’s how it should be.

He went early, as his heart was cursed.

Her end was painful, a fate well deserved.

Six foot five, full of Guiness and fight,

Five foot four, full of vinegar and spite.

Belligerent bully, with fists of iron,

Constant critic with no shoulder to cry on.

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