Uncle Stories

We're off once again On our holiday. A week gone by already So much fun every day.   To make our time better You know it makes sense If anyone is annoying They must pay ten cents.   Our first day we drove down To swim in a lake But we got stuck in the sand In four by four for goodness sake.   People got out their cameras All were crying out haha I glared at my Uncle And said, "Put ten cents in the jar."   Our next day at...

I got an invitation the end of last yearFrom Uncle Phill, he said we should come hereI must confess the man needed serious helpOr one day soon his stomach would melt My only thought when I was making the bookingWas someone must save this poor man from his cookingNever before have I seen such a disasterLike the cheese sauce, he made that looked more like plaster Now here we are in sunny SpainFar away from all the rainI mus...

Sometimes... I kind of wonder. I wonder what he's thinking when he looks at us, and knows that his own mother will live longer than he. Sometimes... It kind of just hits. It hits that he has possibly only a year and then he's gone too, then I lose him too, and I start to shake and I just can't stop and I hate it because when that happens... I can't cry, It's like it hurts too much and tears won't do any good. And at those...

Vision of youth (before things go to shit):me and you, and you're swinging me on your shoulderas if you'd love me forever...you'd never let me go...slip...break a bone...scar fleshMy mother's brother...my uncle...my role model...drug addict.We'd play frisbee while Nanny and Poppy cooked in the kitchen with smileslittle did I know all those times you went to the bathroom you were doing more than just "smoking a cigarette"-...