The Time Has Come To Bury Tim

the time has come to bury tim his artificial heart could not take the reality when he was born, the world became more colorful his energy and his smile was like water to what once was i will remember his baseball card collection and his passion for the game he could have been another ozzie smith for he cut enough flips he idolized derek jeter as well and would light up when he saw him play when his weak heart expressed itself, gone was his original dream however, he found another after reading poems by e.e. cummings, he tried to write poems like him tim emulated and imitated until he made it his own one day i will post a few of his works until then, the time has come to bury tim rest easy, dear sweet nephew, i was hoping that you would make it to ten