~*In Loving Memory Of Uncle Bobby*~


Looking down at him, I saw a man who was not perfect at all
I saw an acoholic who was always either drunk or drinking when you saw him
Staring down at him, I saw a man who loved family, country music, and drinking
I see all the wrongs he did, and all the rights he did
I see a man who loved the backwoods, who was better known as the
"Drinkin, Guitar Playin, Country Music Sangin Hillbilly Hick of Fordsville,Ky"
Looking down at him I see one of the greatest uncles that ever was layin in his burial casket, and I miss him so. He maybe gone, but his words, his songs, his smile, his heart will forever be remembered by many.

Ya weren't the best, & ya weren't the worst...you was just regular ol' Uncle Bobby who was fun to be around and loved his guitar. You can't be replaced that is for sure. You made damn sure that before you died that there could never be another Uncle Bobby. Fly high, and continue to watch over us.

I LOVE YOU UNCLE BOBBY!

that was very good trish! im sorry to hear about it...but that was a very good poem!

I am sorry... I like to give my condolences to your uncle. You did write pretty good poetry. Great work.

*Huggs* Thanks Ya'll I Know It Ain't The Greatest Piece Of Work...& I Know Others Can Do Better...But, Its Just There & Its Real That's All. Well Thank You So Much I Appreciate Ya'll Postin On This. :)