Uncle Bow

One minute you're here.
The next you're gone.
From the moving line.
To the line that moves no more.
From the beating heart.
To the heart that beats no more.
From the things you've done.
To the things you can't do no more.
I love you forever and always.
No matter if you're not here no more.
-Uncle Bow
11/17/10
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This is the first poem I've ever wrote.
So, please comment and tell me how you think.