My Dear Uncle

by | Oct 24, 2010 | Poetry | 0 comments

In 2004 my dear uncle died, I didn’t get to see him because I was a baby. I remember Chris holding me like he didn’t want to hold me.
When I go to church I always pray and I say this ‘Dear Lord please can you bring back my dear uncle it’s no fun with please bring him back.

(9 years Old)


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