The Thirteenth Day Of July Date: Monday, 13th July 2015 @ 11:35:19 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: randyjohnson When I saw you in your casket, it brought tears to my eyes. You died two years ago today on the thirteenth day of July. When the doctors said that your illness was terminal, I didn't want to believe that it was true. But sadly, they were correct and two years ago today, we lost you. From 1975 to 2010 you worked at Woodcraft, you worked with lumber. People may think that I'm crazy because I believe that 13 is an unlucky number. You died on the thirteenth year of the century and also on the thirteenth day of July. You took Chemotherapy treatments for months and two years ago today, you died. This poem is Copyright © randyjohnson Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=181435