A Poem by Wonderful Letdown

It's about moving on after a major life changing tragedy



Sometimes it’s so hard

to come back to this place.

Your memory still lingers here,

it’s so hard to believe you are actually gone.

I can still see you sitting in your favourite spot,

with Julie on your lap.


I wish you could have lived

long enough to see my twelfth birthday

or to see your granddaughter being born.

You would have really adored her,

I feel horrible that you never got to meet her.


I wonder how it would have been,

if you were still with us today.

Would you be proud of me?

Would dad have finally gotten around to having that plaque made?

Would our family smile more?

Would they not have drifted a part?


When you went away,

you took the family with you.

We all valued you so much,

that we didn’t realize your life was coming to an end.

I took it for granted,

that you would always be here.


We didn’t have enough time,

only 2 days short of 12 years.

We were so close

and I still really miss you,

O dearest uncle of mine.

You were like a father

when mine could not be there.


You will never know,

how much I really value these memories of you.

I don’t cry after remembering anymore.

So wherever you are up there,

you don’t have to worry

because I am not sad after reminiscing

like how I used to.


I remember the good times and

I remember the bad

but the one thing I will always remember;

is the last time I saw you,

I didn’t say how much I really cared.

Before I walked out that door

and left you behind for the very last time.


I just wish I could have told you,

“I love you” one last time.

I wish I got to tell you that,

before I was forced to say “Good-bye.”

© 2012 Wonderful Letdown

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Added on December 12, 2012
Last Updated on December 12, 2012
Tags: Depression, Death, Hurt, Comfort


Wonderful Letdown
Wonderful Letdown


Yo, I love writing though I suck at grammar/punctuation. It's the only way I can express myself. Don't expect weekly updates. I'm a really irregular kind of writer. Though I hope to improve (as a .. more..