Dear Uncle Lee. It's been years and years since I've seen your face.
In fact, I barely remember it. I miss you.
Why didn't I get to know you?
Why didn't you stay here?
I know it wasn't your choice to die, but it really makes me sad.
We could've had so many wonderful memories together as big, happy family.
Do you miss us down here? Cuz we sure miss you.
Do you come to visit? Cuz I feel things that seem like you.
I miss you, Uncle Lee. I wish you were here to see me grow up.
I love you, Uncle Lee. And I know Dad does, too.
Goodbye.