John

• by Kenzi, Canada
• 7 years ago

This made me cry. I had an uncle with the same name as the title. he was only 15 years older than me so he was our "cool uncle Jon" who was more like a big brother. I have a big family and we're all very close, but especially with him it was like we all had this special connection to him, especially he and I and the rest of my cousins. On New Years Eve 2010 he was murdered at a small house party after he tried breaking up a fight. He was only 25 years old. He was the last person you could ever imagine such a thing happening to. It's been 5 and a half years and my family hasn't fully recovered from this, but we take comfort in memories of him and remembering the amazing person he was.Tthis reminded me of him so much. Thank you.

• by Melissa Zarou, Florida
• 7 years ago

I have an uncle with the same name as the title of the poem. Him and I don't get along too well because he was never there when I was growing up. I just wish he realizes that he has a niece that cares about him even though I don't live in New York anymore. He was in and out of prison throughout my life. I love him and miss him.

• by Renny Susan, Coimbatore India
• 8 years ago

I feel like crying.... not just feeling... I am crying.... I too have the same story as shared above.... I wonder now all the uncles in the world are same.... My uncle passed away two months back... He was everything to me.... Twenty three years of relation from my birth.... He took a role of father, friend, mother etc.... I am missing him daily... Miss you Acha

• by Kait DiChiaar, Maine
• 9 years ago

My godfather/ my Uncle Wally just passed away on Tuesday it was unexpected. this poem was very sweet to read. thank you for letting me read this. he was a happy man, kind, funny, made people laugh and had great stories. going miss him like crazy

• by Isabel Edna
• 11 years ago

August 13, 2011, I wrote the above entry and was sad. I now know why, I had 4 uncles at that time and the youngest one passed away suddenly 13 days later due to a heart attack and could not be revived on August 26, 2012. I was closer with my Michael (38) cause we grew up together. My heart was breaking for my grandparents who lost their youngest child and also for my uncles who lost their little brother. I could not cry in front of my grandparents and uncles because I didn't want to make them more sad. I cried when no one saw me but I knew he was there by my side. I remember him as smiling, laughing, telling jokes and always on the go. I understand now why he loved and lived his life to the fullest as God gave him only 38 years on this earth and had 3 kids. We can't change people or criticize them of how they live their lives because maybe it is already written out for them to fulfill their purpose on this earth. Mayko, I will celebrate your 39th birthday on Feb 14-2012 with our family and my 2 kids who love you!

• by Isabel Edna
• 11 years ago

I have an uncle who has been there for me since I can remember. I was raised by my grandparents and the first grandchild. I was a single parent when I put myself through school and worked part time. He has helped me when I barely made ends meet and never once turned his back on me even though he had four kids to feed. He is now on dialysis and had to relocate from our small town. I wish, I wish that we were the same blood type so that I would have given him a kidney, to repay for all that he has done for me. I pray for him that one day he may find a donor. xox I love you Uncle Johnny.

• by Tia, Va
• 11 years ago

this story mad me cry, because I have an uncle who got sick and he almost didn't make it but he was strong and today I'm going to see him for the first time, and it's going to be sad/happy for me.

• by Chloe, Nottingham
• 11 years ago

I've lived with my uncle for ten years, since I was young. and he's always been there for me, and this is an amazing poem and I wish to send it to him in his fathers day card :)

• by Bradford
• 12 years ago

This poem has touched me because it's very similar to what I would write in my poems. Furthermore my uncle was the first one in the first place to inspire me in writing poem he pushed me and look where I have come. All the time I just grab the pen and paper and I get writing and I would love to write a poem for my uncle and give it to him on his birthday and this poem would be the same way I would have wrote it for him but I have to say this poem is fantastic absolutely beautiful