Monday, the nineth,
a special day for you,
even when you are not with us,
during this day, I want to thank you
for all the wisdom you gave,
for all the things you taught me,
for all your will and sense of humor
that made me laugh everyday-
consider me, my uncle,
as your living legacy.
I will complete all the things
for which God didn´t let you
enough time.
and tonight,
while i´m holding a candle,
that i´ll light in your memory,
I´ll just whisper to the little flame,
happy birthday, my uncle.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
Monday, the nineth,
a special day for you,
even when you are not with us,
during this day, I want to thank you
for all the wisdom you gave,
for all the things you taught me,
for all your will and sense of humor
that made me laugh everyday-
consider me, my uncle,
as your living legacy.
I will complete all the things
for which God didn´t let you
enough time.
and tonight,
while i´m holding a candle,
that i´ll light in your memory,
I´ll just whisper to the little flame,
happy birthday, my uncle.
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