Today is 20 years after the death of my Uncle Richard. I miss you and love you.
Here is a poem as a reminder.
Running At My Own Stride
You work and sculpt your feelings into shape
Searching for your kind, Finding those who relate
A window in your castle, you see grains of thought
Opening up and being free is the answer, but your caught
Caught up in a world full of misunderstandings and hate
I’m not going to let society choose and pick my fate
Riding along on my own dreams
Catching a taste of the mystical streams
My foundation is sturdy that’s all you need to succeed
The tide comes in, a pile of dirt is what I achieve
Under the dirt lies the power to go no limits set
How can I love life this much, but still feel regret
A constant circle of loss and gain, when will it end
A negative energy to the world is what I send
I build, its destroyed, I keep finding reasons
Life is split in four, one for each season
I learn the secret to unlock my brain
That life is one big constant gain
Everything is forever, memories never die
Regret is the feeling when I don’t even try
Find a way to overcome earth’s deadly grip
Shock the world, changes need to come in a big rip
Your castle of fire is put out by the tide
I definitely am different running at my own stride
Alone in the darkness I need to find the light
Getting love from the world is a constant fight
Why can’t I have no brain at all
Then I wouldn’t care, I’d just let humanity fall
Richard Gross 02/24/1992
Enjoy Your Life Everyone…