Bosom friends we were,
Confided in you I did,
You knew my dreams,
My hopes,
My fears,
My aspirations,
For you were my beloved uncle,
My companion.

You were there to give guidance,
Advices you had in abundance,
You had a kind heart,
The type that killed people with kindness.

Now that you have passed on,
All we have are vivid and sweet memories,
You have left behind traces,
Footprints to find ourselves,
Traces to redefine our existence,
and reconnect us with our ancestors.

You have left us a light,
A bright light to illuminate our way
in the intricate maze called life,
An eternal light,
Eternal love.

You may have disappeared from our eyes,
But your presence will always be felt,
Becausr you’ll always be,
My Uncle,
My Friend.

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