A poem writen by my son
Uncle Terry
I just want to let you know
You meant the world to me
Thank you for the stuff you’ve
Done for me I used to always
Look forward to your visits
Always loved you even if I didn’t show it
And never imagined you leavening me this way
I don’t now if it would have helped ease the pain
Or make it worse to know that you were dieing
And maybe even suffering
I mean what happened no one knows but you
Your death was a surprise and you left allot behind
Like your wife and the rest of your family like me
No one could read your mind to see what you saw
and no one will ever know now
But you got your own tree
I guess it represents you
But no one will ever forget you tree or no tree
We all loved you and will never get why you had to die
But I still love you and will never forget you
And I hope you’re happy up there
Because if you are then I’m happy to
And I never got to say good bye
So good bye and I love you
I deducted this poem to my uncle Terry.
By James Emmerson
Age 15
28 April 2007
