Cousins~ Poem #4 NaPoWriMo

A cousin is a precious gift,

 A part of time and space.

Don’t need to hear “I love you.”

Can see it in her face.


We share a common ancestry,

Belonging to one place.

An extra little something,

A bond that we embrace


One day we’ll find this photo,

Within life’s tattered lace.

I’ll look you up and share once more,

What time cannot erase.


A photo, that I took, of my granddaughter (on the right) with her cousin Madison.

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