Post by skygazer on Feb 10, 2010 2:48:52 GMT -6
I decided to tell people n this thread what my uncle meant to me, because he meant a lot and he always will. His name is James I call him Jamey, I barely got to see him only about 3 times in my life time. I shall never be able to see him again except in my dreams so please know what he meant to me. Also the reason why is he has cancer and from this date has only 2 to 3 years to live.
James was a man who understood most things others could not. He made others feels good about themselves even if they were a hobo. He had a sense of passion for everyone, even people with the guns. Because he believed in what was right, what we should do he was a true leader. He would always greet me with a warm smile and I knew I was safe(I'm crying at this moment so sorry if you see typoes). His daughter my cousins I only saw when I was about 8 but I knew they would not miss him. They only cared about their makeup their boyfriends maybe they cry but I think they don't care. He was the one who ran and lead a christian church I used to go to whenever I could with my dad who I do not see much anymore. I grow up as child who is always seeing death around her more then humans but even my pets that I loved dearly. Losing my favorite uncle will be the hardest thing that will ever happen to me. So from what I have told you about him here please even if you do not believe in god say a prayer for him say something good about him. And remember that my character James stands for who my uncle was. Please, even write a song a poem just something for my uncle please. He means everything to me and he always will growing up never to see your mom only when she goes to work and only to have a step dad who is known for child abuse. When my dad made me live over at my moms I never saw him for a whole year and barely see him now, and I only live around a "sister" who is only half of who she is yet. And my brother David who was named after my dad did not even care when I told him our uncle James was dying. My brother Bryan I never see because he is glued to his laptop in his room. So really the only friends I have are Liliana my true friend and Rebbecca(lilianas friend too) also all the people I know online So please, realize who this man was and will be when he gets to heaven, A true leader.
This is a poem I wrote about my uncle and I wrote another that is below for him. Please do not steal and please tribute something to this post for me, for him, for my family.
From a pup to a wolf, from a boy to a man.
No one can deny his life is not worthless.
He gave us faith, love and most of all his heart.
From the bottom of the ocean he rose to the top as a leader a fighter for us all.
His voice still remains in those of his friends family and even those who do not know of him.
He was great, but remember this.
He never asked anything in return after he went, he just asked to have faith.
When he is gone tears shall rise him to above where he shall watch over us.
Remember the one we loved, the one we cherished.
But remember we never gave anything in return for his deed, but one day we shall we shall give him our tears our love.
We shall let him know we cared about what he did, and we always will.
We will give this in return and hope he still watches over from above.
We shall mourn but do not fret, James the wonder will always be around.
This little girl so small, so afraid had nothing.
But out of he mist of our lives of hers was her own little man.
A uncle, a father a lover a teacher he was all these things but he was more to this little girl. She grew up set apart from her mother her dad and her brother dd not seem to care.
Her uncle was her life her purpose and even her faith.
He cared to about this little girl but she did not know anything.
As time passed his father died the little girls grandpa.
The man shred tears the little girl did too but for her uncle not for her grandpa.
So we must remember, those who are left alone have someone and that someone is anyone even the god from above.
This mans life ends but hers does not, do you want to end hers by making fun of her or even killing her yourself.
Now that you know a truth know this, they shall meet again but somewhere else in another life.
We must give thanks for the things we have now for someday they can be gone.
This little girl will have her friends now and her uncle this man shall visit her every night.
He shall visit her in dreams and say,
"Have faith little girl, I will always be with you no matter what. You are not so little now and you must move on we will meet again just not here on earth but in paradise".
She shall cry herself to sleep until she takes his advise.
Then she shall forget, but will she?
James was a man who understood most things others could not. He made others feels good about themselves even if they were a hobo. He had a sense of passion for everyone, even people with the guns. Because he believed in what was right, what we should do he was a true leader. He would always greet me with a warm smile and I knew I was safe(I'm crying at this moment so sorry if you see typoes). His daughter my cousins I only saw when I was about 8 but I knew they would not miss him. They only cared about their makeup their boyfriends maybe they cry but I think they don't care. He was the one who ran and lead a christian church I used to go to whenever I could with my dad who I do not see much anymore. I grow up as child who is always seeing death around her more then humans but even my pets that I loved dearly. Losing my favorite uncle will be the hardest thing that will ever happen to me. So from what I have told you about him here please even if you do not believe in god say a prayer for him say something good about him. And remember that my character James stands for who my uncle was. Please, even write a song a poem just something for my uncle please. He means everything to me and he always will growing up never to see your mom only when she goes to work and only to have a step dad who is known for child abuse. When my dad made me live over at my moms I never saw him for a whole year and barely see him now, and I only live around a "sister" who is only half of who she is yet. And my brother David who was named after my dad did not even care when I told him our uncle James was dying. My brother Bryan I never see because he is glued to his laptop in his room. So really the only friends I have are Liliana my true friend and Rebbecca(lilianas friend too) also all the people I know online So please, realize who this man was and will be when he gets to heaven, A true leader.
This is a poem I wrote about my uncle and I wrote another that is below for him. Please do not steal and please tribute something to this post for me, for him, for my family.
From a pup to a wolf, from a boy to a man.
No one can deny his life is not worthless.
He gave us faith, love and most of all his heart.
From the bottom of the ocean he rose to the top as a leader a fighter for us all.
His voice still remains in those of his friends family and even those who do not know of him.
He was great, but remember this.
He never asked anything in return after he went, he just asked to have faith.
When he is gone tears shall rise him to above where he shall watch over us.
Remember the one we loved, the one we cherished.
But remember we never gave anything in return for his deed, but one day we shall we shall give him our tears our love.
We shall let him know we cared about what he did, and we always will.
We will give this in return and hope he still watches over from above.
We shall mourn but do not fret, James the wonder will always be around.
This little girl so small, so afraid had nothing.
But out of he mist of our lives of hers was her own little man.
A uncle, a father a lover a teacher he was all these things but he was more to this little girl. She grew up set apart from her mother her dad and her brother dd not seem to care.
Her uncle was her life her purpose and even her faith.
He cared to about this little girl but she did not know anything.
As time passed his father died the little girls grandpa.
The man shred tears the little girl did too but for her uncle not for her grandpa.
So we must remember, those who are left alone have someone and that someone is anyone even the god from above.
This mans life ends but hers does not, do you want to end hers by making fun of her or even killing her yourself.
Now that you know a truth know this, they shall meet again but somewhere else in another life.
We must give thanks for the things we have now for someday they can be gone.
This little girl will have her friends now and her uncle this man shall visit her every night.
He shall visit her in dreams and say,
"Have faith little girl, I will always be with you no matter what. You are not so little now and you must move on we will meet again just not here on earth but in paradise".
She shall cry herself to sleep until she takes his advise.
Then she shall forget, but will she?