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Natasha Haidar
Poet
Goring-on-Thames
It was a silent night, a holy night
Your last Christmas
As the villagers passed by with candles all bright
In the deep dark night.
Alone, you spent your last night in peace
A heavenly peace
As you took to your bed for a final sleep
Your last breath taken on Christmas morning.
Now fans from across the world
Make a holy pilgrimage here
You are not alone anymore
As we worship you from near and afar.
Rest in holy peace beloved George.
© Natasha Haidar 2020
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