From the depths of my heart
flow rivers of tears,
for the bud of a rose
still trying to bloom.
Joyful that you’ve come this far.
Sadness for what you’ve come through.
One day, fully open will be the flower,
bearing witness to the beauty of life.
Until then our smiles are painful,
our secrets are kept,
and our hearts cry…
You have been on my mind Uncle Donnie. I still can’t believe you are gone from us. I know that your home-going was probably amazing from your end of things, but we really miss you here. I wrote this for you so long ago, do you remember when I gave it to you? It always felt so precious to me that you loved my words so much. Besides the fact that we almost have the same name, and the artistic connection I always felt we shared, what always made me feel the warmest was when my mom would tell me that you thought I was an angel. Who’s the angel now Uncle?
I wrote several pieces for you, over the course of your struggles. When Aunt Carol went through your stuff after you left us, she found the envelope that contained my writings to you. I’m so honored that you held on to them all this time, but I still haven’t opened that envelope. I see you in lots of places and I hear you in all kinds of humor. I know one thing for sure…there will never be another like you…I will cherish the memories for my lifetime. Now rest Funny Man…I love you.
Hey sister……..simply beautiful. I sure love. I think everyone has always been amazed at your writings. I think about Uncle Donnie and just wish I could see him once more. It’s hard to know that will never be. He was such a loving man.
I love you D&D…..
Dear Donna
You write from your hart and what a great big place that is.I am extremely fortunate to have seen Donny one last time.I got to tell him how much he reminded me of his dad.He seemed agreeable to that. Allow me this New Year moment to express to you what a brave, strong, & loving person you have become my good niece.You have inspired a quote from my spirit.
(“The unforgiven require forgiveness the most”).
I don’t know why It’s just the way the spirit moves me some times.
With Love Your Uncle Michael