Uncle Paul

Josh had a poetry section in his English class this trimester. Every time we are with Lon's family, Josh makes sure that his Uncle Paul is going to be with us. One day, he brought home all of the poems he had written and I found this one.

Uncle Paul

My uncle's name is Paul.
He is very tall and always happy.
When I think of him
I think of a basketball court in Wyoming.
I picture a basketball and the court.
When I thin of you, I think of the
black court, the bouncing of a ball.
I smell the dirt on my hands
after bouncing the ball.
We play with cousins and other uncles.
We play basketball.
He says, "Atta boy!"
I say "what up?"
I am always excited when with him.
He is a nice person.
I am glad he likes to play basketball.
I am glad we get together as families.

Uncle Paul holding Dillon