Uncle Poem

A girl says thank you to her uncle for raising her with unconditional love.

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I am crying over how sweet this poem is. I can totally relate. Two months after I turned 9, my dad was put into prison. My mom couldn't pay the power bill and we were completely poor. My mom...

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Thanks To My Uncle


Published: February 2006

Mother's brother
Took me in as his daughter
Wiped the tears from my face
Father took off, so he filled his place
No questions about his loyalty
The love he shows already answered them for me
Day and night I bow and pray
Giving God praise for letting him stay in my life another day
My protector when life gets rough
No one can break our bond, because it's strong and tough
In his eyes he reveals a secret
Something that is so beautiful, but only we share it
His love is pure, like no other
Thank you grandma for having my mother's brother.



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  • by Laney Bell
  • 1 year ago

I am crying over how sweet this poem is. I can totally relate. Two months after I turned 9, my dad was put into prison. My mom couldn't pay the power bill and we were completely poor. My mom wanted to go to her boyfriend's house, so she locked the door and we got in the car. My mom's friend lived with us in our 3 bedroom trailer. It was me, my 3 sisters, and my little brother, and my mom's friend's 3 kids all living there. My mom's friend was not coming to my mom's boyfriend's house, so we dropped her off. My mom called her brother and told her we were not going to be home. My uncle told her to drive to the nearest gas station and he was taking us to his house. My mom told him okay so she wouldn't have to deal with us and we went to a Shell gas station. My uncle came to pick us up and I did not want to go. I kicked and screamed because I loved my mom. We went to my uncle's house and stayed there. Two and a half months later my mom went to prison. I have has the amazing opportunity of living with my uncle.

  • by Anaheim California
  • 4 years ago

I had tears in my eyes while I was reading this poem. I totally related to it. My dad took off when my mom was pregnant with me. I never got to meet him. My uncle helped my mom raise me. He was always there to support us. He's like a dad to me he's sick now with colon cancer. I pray to God That he be giving the strength he needs..

  • by Elena Gilbert
  • 6 years ago

This made me cry because last July my mom died and my Uncle took me in and raised me as his daughter. without him I don't know what would have happened to me!

  • by Tamika D, Detroit MI
  • 6 years ago

My dads brother was there for me I call him my Uncle Daddy!!!! He has been a Father, Friend. He has shown me over the years how a Husband is supposed to be. A gentleman as well. He is a Blessing to me and my family . I remember growing up him and a
Auntie would get on me like if I wouldn't obey my mother they would pull out the Bible and turn to Esph.6:1. It talks about children obey your parents ....... I'm sitting there saying but all don't understand and they would say whether you think they're wrong or right ...... ok I give up They really helped me That's why I Love them soooooooooooo much!!!!!!!!

  • by Cartersville Ga
  • 6 years ago

When I read this it made me cry my dad passed away when I was 8 and my Uncle has always been there for me and I talk to him about everything I would talk to my daddy about and he guides me through everything and I thank god that we are so close. I feel like he is the only one I can open up to and I'm so glad to have him in my life....

  • by Sophia, Chicago
  • 6 years ago

My dad took off when I was about 5 years old and I'm 26 years old now. My uncle helped my mom raise me and my 3 siblings. He has never been married and when people ask him why he hasn't gotten married and had children of his own, he says, "why should I? I have 4 kids already!" referring to me and my siblings. I could never thank him enough for sacrificing his own life to give us ours...this poem really touched me..

  • by Isabel Edna
  • 7 years ago

I have tears in my eyes, this poem feels like it has also been written for me. I have an uncle who has a heart of gold. He is on dialysis and can no longer live near my grandparents. I pray to God that he may find a suitable donor for him. I love you my uncle John!

  • by Bernadette, San Jose
  • 8 years ago

I feel this poem was written for me. I have an Uncle who helped raise me with my Mom.

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