The dark sky closes in,

Another day without my kin.

The feel of your skin as we touch,

Just a hug and kiss; not too much.

The earth goes on, 

And so do i,

But some days

I just want to cry.

I miss you so, dear uncle.

Too much to say,

but i want to tell you

I miss you, every day.

The night sets in

And soon follows the birds and the bees,

To wish and dream on the winds.

So softly the mother sings,

To her chicks in the nest.

While I walk along 

The path of life

Without you, and your hugs.


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