Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Uncle Mike

Uncle Mike, Momma's older bro,

He came back home from World War II.

I was quite young but got to know

Uncle Mike from fun stuff we'd do.

Oft he had his uniform on,

But would not wear it when we were

Off to  do some fishing at dawn.

He taught me how to fish for sure.

Fish we caught, Momma would fry up

For breakfast, Uncle Mike would tell

The tallest tales of fishing, yup,

Always told by Uncle Mike well.

He died in the Korean War.

Sad, I knew Uncle Mike no more