Your Funny Uncle

A windy day, the cars in slow formation Not far away a final destination One mother's son his father's distant gaze regretting where they went wrong He always found it too upsetting Me and my friend we lived our lives completely from start to end you and your friend so sweetly with strength and pride in spite of everything and swimming against the tide to obstinately hope of winning And, at the end, your funny uncle staring at all your friends with military bearing And stopped to stand to smile and speak of you directly 'Good-bye', shake hands like you did everything correctly to wipe away the tears No more pain, no fear No sorrow or dying No waiting or crying These former things have passed away Another life begins today