Dwain Stillion

In Memory of My Nephew

Oh So Young

A loner you were

Just like your dad

Doing your thing

Out being bad


Running all about

Enjoying your time

Or staying by yourself

Never seem to mind


Off to the Navy

Protecting everyone

Riding the waves

Getting the job done


Hurting your back

Didn’t make you pout

Nothing holding you down

Still moving about


Losing your dad

Broke your heart

Never the same

After he had to part


Then came your turn

It was your time

Way too soon

For End of Bill’s line