Our last talk was a long time ago
Seems like yesterday

Wishing, won't make it tomorrow
So I could add the stuff I left out

You had such big plans
Things to do
Places to go

I remember your eyes
dancing with a blue fire

And, how your dimples deepened
when you were being mischievous

I know for a fact that you would not have hurt a fly....
Yet, You would have wrestled any one of us to the ground
Just for a laugh

Cousin, it's been twenty years
And, I miss you still