Look at that photograph

 

Friends, what we used to be

But still as time

We can see two young kids

Together and happy

As you can see

But what's not known

Is the relationship

That we use to have

In reality

No one really knows

is how we are

Truly, truly

Blood drawn cousins

In the past

We used to laugh

Every now and again

I listen to that photograph

And now were grown men

We had lots of fun

In the past

But of course

The fun didn't last

Until that day

Judgment day

I wish I may

I wish I might

I didn't really put up a fight

To see my siblings

One, by once

Two, by two

Childless submitting

To two new parents

The last time

I would see Zack's face

May God above

Give dad grace

My dad got married

On New Year's Day

I wish I may

I wish I might

I didn't really have a say

On that day

Zack showed up late

Even so, that was grate

To even be reunited

With my childhood mate

That probably was to be the fate

On that date

In reality

He immediately

Came right over

To give old brother

A great big hug

That was the spark plug

That would make my day

Now I laugh

Looking back at that photograph

When I think about the day the wedding was

I wish we could have gone sledding

This of course is irony

There was no snow

That I didn't know

But my cousin Zack

Had to go

Now looking at the photograph

I just don't laugh

How it hurts

To not see my cousin

Not once more,

But maybe never again

Only memory I have with him

Was when we were sitting on my parent's bed

I Miss the fun, just wanna run

To the photograph

Where I can look and laugh


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