written for the elegy contest sponsored by constance la france. I wrote about my late uncle, i was talking about writing an elegy to my twin sister, and she and i reminisced our late uncle, although i wasnt sure if i wanted to get there, and switch on the grieving, that is always there somewhere within, but sometimes we just learn to go on like the quote iv used says. But then, last night when i went to sleep, i closed my eyes, and i saw him, after a long time... smiling.. so this, i wrote... with love and tears. He was very young and charismatic and my favorite uncle and still is.. (sorry for the rambling)