Description
Blomin ell, I’ve gone
Blomin ell, I’ve gone
Cor blimey that’s caught me out
Sorry about that my friends
But gone I have there’s no doubt
Thank you for being here
It’s kind of you to come
We can’t turn back the ticking clock
So please don’t look so glum
Yes, I know I will be missed
That, I hope I can presume
But in your hearts and in your minds
Perhaps there remains some room
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For your fond and happy memories
To pass on or just forget
I am happy that I lived my life
And there’s nought I do regret
Talk of me from time to time
But I have gone, the world now is yours
Move on, I’ll be fine
About the Author
Keith Stokes-Smith was brought up in Solihull, moving to Worcestershire in 1997. Writing poems came easy to him in his twenties and early thirties.
In 2016, his mother passed away. Two weeks later, on a train journey to London, he belatedly wrote a bespoke poem for her funeral and wrote it as if she had composed it to be read out by her at her funeral; a strange concept you might think. From then on he found himself uncontrollably inspired to write more adopting words spoken by fictitious people of fictitious ages in fictitious circumstances. In essence, he has tried to be in the mind of the reader. His poems may be considered somewhat unique coupled very often with them having a sense of humour.
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