Your having another surgery tomarrow afternoon
and im worrying as i always do.
I cant help but fear something will go wrong
and there is a change that i may loose you.
Even with the smallest surgery
littlest chance of danger,
i fear for the chance of something going wrong.
I love you you are my world,
my greatest fear in ever
is loosing you.
Even though i know one day i will,
and your day will come to a end,
i dont want it to happen so soon
when i need you so much.
and ever time i cry and worry
you always say the same thing,
Shorty dont cry, im superman
i cant even kill me. Plus i have to
live to walk you down the ile and be
there when you have kids. :)
I love you uncle don.
Good luck in surgery tomarrow.
Ill be worried
but ill have faith.
Love shorty.
That's a very sweet poem! I
That's a very sweet poem! I will be praying for your uncle!!!
<3
He is doing fine now. they
He is doing fine now. they didnt cut him open for it.
he is sore but fine.
-Elfy*
That's good! I'm glad that
That's good! I'm glad that he's okay!
<3