Joseph C. Bogus

A Poem to my Uncle: Joseph Charles (Boguszewski) Bogus

Goodbyes are really hard to say, and hurt so very much. I close my eyes and shut them tight, in hopes that when they open up, that all will be alright.
But if heaven had a window, and God had let me in, I would see you dancing, laughing, and hugging those, the ones you missed so dear.
We enter this life alone, but we never leave alone; I know our whole family is there waiting- just to welcome you back home. So for now, we...