A Letter TO Uncle Little Hands
 

Pen in my fingers with a heavy heart , didnot know what to say where to start, but iam writing to you uncle little hands sir, heard your wife died ,i never met her. since the day she's gone , u decided to stay alone , went in to her room , and you locked urself in, eaten nothing for days,you have become so thin. i know a man , a soldier he was. took away his legs by one of his wars , at the life's ruthless treat , after losing both his feet , still he wears dresses so neat , still he smiles with his glistening teeth . just like toeless soldier , donot give up , so dear uncle little hands sir, she's gone , stay with memories of her . love the life the way u loved her