Uncles Like Mine

I remember eating dinner on holidays--
Sliced turkey and stuffing, potatoes and peas
I remember my uncles being fed and
Enjoying all of these
My grandparents would feed them
Slowly with care
They also dressed them and wheeled them
And combed back their hair
For my uncles, alone these tasks could not be done
Muscular dystrophy stole all their muscles
But left them some fun
For my uncles were joyful
Through sorrow and pain
They told me riddles and jokes
And they sometimes played games
Though they struggled and really couldn't survive on their own
My uncles were caring
And I was never alone
Never once did I hear them
Complain or whine, so
Wouldn't everyone be lucky if they had
Uncles like mine

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