Twenty-four hours pass, loved ones pass and the present reflects the past, but loved ones and I join hands and count our blessings on one hand down on bended knee knowing that times could be worse, I’ve visited places where no one smiles, sad to say I bow my head and think about happy moments that sparked my eye as I pray for better days, It seems like no one hears my cries for help and my prayers

I love you always uncle Eddie

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