My Uncle Jimmy

 

They tell me I looked like you .

They say waiting is a normal part of family life ,

But you and I never liked to wait .

I remember the time I talked about a tree

To uncle Jimmy and before I knew it

He had climbed the tree and trimmed it at age 62 .

Only uncle Jimmy could tell a story

About toilet paper and the size of the paper

And how it fit on his finger !

He said he knew God and he knew more

Than most people  .

He had trouble listening to people .

I believe , I know more than people

Will give me credit for and I know God to .

I have trouble listening to people today .

I am like uncle Jimmy .

The time spent with him made a weekend

Or a week of hunting for pheasants

Or just a summer night feel like

A vacation to him and me .

I even talked to uncle Jimmy

When I ran this morning

And only he and I and God knew why .

 

                                  By Brock