Uncle Joe - a dear man remembered.
Uncle Joe - what a dear man, a round and cuddly uncle.
In my childhood we played.
I remember - magic games with Uncle Joe, Philip his son, Diane, his daughter.
The loss of Joe is beyond bearing.
I'm just the niece but I have my treasured memories.
His son, devastated.
His daughter, more devastated.
His wife, Elga, no words can say.
But I remember - games - magic games
The four of us - Joe, Philip, Diane, and me.
Aunty in the kitchen making tea.
Me, the little visitor, on my best behaviour,
Sitting on Uncle's knee.