Thursday, March 12, 2009

uncle

have missed you already
though many times i wasn't a lady
acting silly like a kiddy
but still, you are always my second daddy

now that i'm tearful
mournful is my heart 'til skull
our days are nothing but dreadful
gone by like a body without soul

hopeless we are here, uncle
you were the one who stood up there
a rock when strength was rare
perfect shelter who's ready to take care

open your eyes and grab our hand
play again the music, back to the band
hold the hope though small as sand
our love, our prayer, never end