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A trace of a fallen angel

This is a poem about my uncle James. He committed suicide. This is a tribute to him and his memory.

An angel has fallen.
He ascends above.
But he won't be forgotten.
With him he takes all our love.

Our favorite whip-cream mustaches.
Me and my siblings stood ready in the lines.
As he watches he catches.
The happiness that shines.

Standing only six in my black dress.
I heard there sighs.
Silently, quietly we watch as he rests.
As we were told to rise.

So young I didn't understand.
Some blew kisses other let out a tear.
Little me confused with the situation at hand.
For now he wouldn't be near.

"Young girl" they say.
When I asked where he went.
The short simple answer came- he went away.
For every last penny of his life was spent.

The cruel process of being left and came back for.
His bio parents are responsible for this catastrophe.
Which broke his heart and tore.
And it made him feel lonely.

He heard them call.
He was the victim.
And he decided to take his life and fall.
Feeling like a scum.

The angels above are callen
He ascends into the sky.
But on earth he had fallen.
Heaven cheering as he arrives.

I love you.
I can't look at whip cream the same.
I miss you.
Not seeing you is driving me insane.

To me your still my alive and well uncle James.
I am sad even though your in a better happier place.
When I am sad I call out you with your name.
But is it a crime to want to see your face.

I know your with me through the pain.
Even though your not here.
And I feel your presence through the rain.
An your memory will not disappear.

My love for you ever grows.
My tears could create a river.
I just wish you were in the know.
And to me you are as precious as silver.

I will see you again.
I am not sure when.
This isn't the end.
I love you and will see you then.

Thank you for reading. It truly means a lot. This is a little more in the personal side. And if you would like more poems please like.
Thanks lots of love.
-Riley