Today is the date that
John Lennon was shot.
Each year at this time
It affects me a lot.
Not for John Lennon,
Though I was a fan,
But for somebody else,
Whose death wasn’t the plan.
My dad had a bypass,
But still was alive,
When I heard on the news
Lennon didn’t survive.
Yet sadly, my father,
Two days later died,
So it was for him
All the tears that I cried.
Still, every December
The eighth, when I think
Of my dad, I remember
The John Lennon link.
Two fine men passed away
Well before it was time
And though one was a murder,
Both felt like a crime.
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