Uncle Doc
Dear Uncle Doc,
You told me life was hard
and it left a scar,
I regret everyday
and I am left in nothing but decay.
You told me wisdom is powerful
yet I am here wishing I was powerful,
I think hard everyday
but I am left in nothing but misery.
You told me to try my best
yet here I am in second place,
I stopped working hard everyday
and now I'm stuck in my own gallery.
You told me death was nothing
then you lost to it,
I miss you everyday
but I here I am forgetting your missives.
You told me life was hard
So I stepped it up and worked hard,
I regret everyday
yet I am left in array.
You told me wisdom was powerful
now I know I am powerful,
I think hard everyday
and now I understand everything.
You told me to try my best
and now I'm in last place,
I work hard everyday
and now I am happy.
You told me death was nothing
and you did lose to it,
I miss you everyday
and now I remember everything you said.
Love,
Tianna Robinson
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