Uncle Jack has always been my best friend.
He stayed with me through my trials to the end.
What ever I was going through, I could depend on Uncle Jack
Then one-day things looked so gravely black
Poor Old Uncle Jack died that lonely day .
Now I have a better friend to help me along the way.
I found him by accident when I cried. I can't live this way.
Hearing my cry, He came into my heart that day.
Never alone, never alone. God's son Jesus came in to stay.
Now bowing my head and thanking him when I pray.
RIP, Uncle Jack Daniels
1850 - 1911
May 26, 2023
MarkWaldrop
