Missing Possibilities Poem by Aria Lei

This one's for an
Uncle of mine. A Great
Uncle, actually, that I
Never had the pleasure
To meet.

Apparently, he was amazing
At carving stuff out of
Wood. We have one of them,
A little train with all of the details
Carved out of it too. What he
Did was quite incredible,
The things he made were quite
Beautiful. I only wish I could have
Seen something come to life
At his hands.

In every picture, except
One or two, that we have
Of him, he's got his cowboy
Hat on. He sounded cool
And I wish I could've
Met him.

So. Being as I never did
Meet him, I miss what
We could've done, how
Our relationship could've
Been, instead of actually
Missing him. I never
Met him, and sometimes
That hurts worse than
If I had met him, and known
Him, before he died.