** plz read it all till end this is true about my uncle and me***
My childhood in the age of my reel
My uncle remember hold my finger
And I started walk and his talk I remember
We used to go fields togeather
He neevr shouted me ever
His every talk and looks gave me new life
I was growing up
He was my uncle
My teacher also and like a
Friend That was the great
affection I ever found
Sometimes I think he was an angel
For me and for mankind
His smile saved broken heart and
I learned many things to him
Life was going very
nice every thing was
so good Then one day
I went to his home and
I found he was not ok
I remember that day
and I cannot forget that
day He was feeling restless
on his bed We were around him we decided to
go hospital hurry And I supported him with my one shoulder And made him stand and made him sit in the car And the word he spoke from his moth was my name
I have never thoight that
I will not see him alive
Never thought he would die.
Alas he was die of heart attack
Suddenly that was a great shock
for me it seemed sky broked on
my head And that was very saddest day.
I still rememebr his beloved face
His smiled we spend togeather miles
Sometimes when rain fall on the earth I rememebr his virtues As I see the stars in the sky I see rememeber his virtues
He was a great person that I ever saw And may be a man who gave the light of dark faces
A person who always smiles other
A person who stands broken peoples A person who gave
light of dark faces A person who was an more then angel A person who was my best uncle and teacher
a person who lived for tohers
a person who always care for others the cares of sea has gone to paradise where he will sat forever there was a great affection that I found ever in this world
I know shining eyes closed forever
but every dark face is delighted today
I went to garden the desk
I saw where he used to sit
for waiting me The desk
was ok even the flowers
around the desk are still fresh
Every thing is same
But he is not there
cuz he has gone to heavens
he used to kncok my door but now no one kncked my door and called my name. I went to his home and say his room where we used to talk allot Eevry thing is the same the table and the sofas where we used to sit togeather The pictures on the wall lot of books but my uncle is not there. I miss you I miss you allot uncle
** this is true iti s not imagine i realy miss my uncle sometimes allot. i want your all people comments and votes thanks***
