My Guardian Angel

It is hard to let go

It is hard to say good-bye,

It is something we must do

No matter how hard we cry,

I wonder why it was you he chose

Why did you have to die,

I sit here questioning it

And I can't figure out why,

You were loved by so many

Disliked by no one,

So why is it your life

That has to be done,

We are all in pain

And we have shed so many tears,

Uncle Mike you have been so important

For so many years,

When we were little

You would fight away our fears,

But now you're gone

And we try to hold back the tears,

I wish you were not the one

That God chose to go,

But there is one thing I'm sure about

One thing I really know,

You are now my Guardian Angel

Until it is my time to go!

I kno this poem sounds retarded but I wrote it the day I found out my uncle died... He really mean alot to me and I really miss him!

R.I.P. UNCLE MIKE

(January 18, 1951 - May 10, 2005)

I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU!