A Happy Cry
Seasoned; Effervescent caress of the very uncle I’ve grown to respect,
Steepened ; Age embraces maturity as my unraveled dignity for my cousin(s) warrant sympathy... My heart emerge from the cavity within and I find serenity in not wanting current events to deflect.
Gifted; Appreciation of affection taunts what will now be joy-full memories, and I morn over fluent extremities of the man I knew him to be,
Expressive; I bond myself to the care of my family’s needs ---knowing this moment illume’s a slow grieve--- We fly hastily to an accepted reality that our Uncle, Father, Brother is now where he is meant to be... in peace.
Cry not in abundance, this jovial being unassuming to the public eye would want nothing,
worry not in accordance, the images that spew onto the love of the living will be all that his pride would authorize. Although this shift in our lives strikes surprise, I conceal happiness of how I knew him beneath my eyes.
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