Uncle Death Poem

I knew many men in my life but my uncle was not only my uncle but also a best friend who will always be in my heart till the day I join him in heaven

Tomorrow

© Ken
I said see you tomorrow.
Well, I'm still waiting for tomorrow to come.
Death is like an endless problem.
There is no sum.

Your days have ended.
Mine still continue to go
Even though I hope and pray
Never again to you I will say hello

You told me you were gonna die
I thought it was a joke
A little game
Now nothing will ever be the same

Guess what?
I'm still waiting for tomorrow.......

(in the memory of Uncle Larry) my best friend
August 21 1971- February 22 2000

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Published: Oct 2009

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