Grab some kleenex and lock the door, for this story will make you cry.
If you're athiest, keep scrolling, because this is about an uncle who has died.
His reign was shortened by cancer, a fight I believe he won.
hIS ATTITUDE WAS ALWAYS POSITIVE, FULLY GRASPING THE IDEA OF FOREVER YOUNG.
ob is an angel now, watching his nieces and nephews.
And although you may not beleive me, I feel him even outside the church pews.
I was left alone one evening, just as it got dark.
And right when i felt scared, a beat began to spark.
ob always loved the song, it's my last memory of the man.
he was so carefree, doing his signature dance.
he was right there to protect me, when I was most vulnerable.
he gave me guidance, always wise and noble.
now he sits above me, making sure i'm always safe.
i live out his spirit, never letting a moment waste.
ob was a man of family, ob was a man of friends.
he had so much life left in him, but god deicided it was his end.
ob still loves me, i know it's true.
because whenever i'm scared, the black eyed peas help him whisper back i'm here for you.
cause he's got a feeling, that tonight's gonna be a good night.
and as life gets even more difficult, he will always be my power and might.
nmf