A/n: This is a poem about my uncle glen who I lost to Cancer about two months ago I miss him everyday
I pick up the phone to call you,
But then I remember your long gone
Cancer took it time on you,
You fought and Fought.
In the end you lost.
At least you tried your damnest.
I guess it proves
God thought an Angel shouldn't suffer any longer.
Maybe you're watching over us right now.
I wish I could see you but you're long gone.
I miss you always Uncle Glen
