3.33
One last test, one last paper
I see the button, and at last we’ve submitted.
There’s now time to ponder and understand, wow
It’s almost time until I leave this land, this home, this place I call
My own, is now gone.
I called Dad to tell him we were ready, it’s done, now I can have fun.
He tells me that’s great,
But there’s something you must know.
“What is it?”
We can’t tell you on the phone,
We must come to your home.
He hangs up, and I’m anxious sitting in my den
Wondering what dad is going to tell me, once he comes in.
Why can’t he tell me on the phone,
He knows I don’t want to be left unknown.
He arrives I’m so glad to see him,
He says hey baby girl we missed you
I lead them to the couch,
To find out what’s going about.
My brother comes by my side,
And says, “everything is going to be alright.”
“How bad could it be”
“Uncle Kevin” he says,
Is no longer breathing.
And suddenly my air was blocked
By the sheer thought,
That I will never see my uncle again.