A POEM FOR MY UNCLE MICHAEL / LISA RAMPTON (1ST NIECE )
Sitting here thinking about you,
I here you call my name,
As I turn to see who's calling me
I see no one, only hear your voice.
I glance across the room,
To see if anyone else hears it too.
But no one seems to notice the look on my face.
I miss you so much,
I keep telling you,
But you don't seem to hear me.
Still you're calling out my name, only louder,
As the tears rolled down my face,
I glance around the room,
And see you amongst my family, and friends
The look upon your face says you're peaceful now.
I realized it was time to let you go.
Although I will always love and miss you.
I turn my head to see if anyone notices you.
Then I turn back, and you're gone.
I hear you, so very gently say,
"I love you", "Good- Bye!"
"Bye", I said . . .
I SWEAR SOMETIMES I DO THINK I HEAR YOU CALLING FOR ME OR WATCHING ME VERY CLOSELY... BUT ITS NOT THE SAME AS HAVING YOU HERE BUT IF ITS THE CLOSEST THING OF YOU TO ME THEN KEEP CALLING FOR ME CAUSE THERES NOTHING I WOULD LOVE MORE THAN TO HAVE YOU HERE WITH ME.... I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH.... MUAH..... HUGS AND BIG KISSES LIKE YOU USE TO GIVE ME!!
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