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Written for my Uncle Donny who went to heaven on Easter of
2006.
I miss having you around me,
I miss having you around.
I miss seeing your smiling face,
I miss you, Uncle Donnie, I really do.
What I can’t believe is that you’re gone
is that you’re gone,
is that you’re gone.
I miss your famous cooking,
I miss spending time with you.
I miss your famous laughter,
I miss your famous smile.
What I can’t believe is that you’re gone
is that you’re gone,
is that you’re gone.
I miss having you around me,
I miss having you around.
I miss playing with my uncle,
I miss you, Uncle Donnie, I really do.
What I can’t believe is that you’re gone
is that you’re gone,
is that you’re gone. |