I guess I’ll see you again
In two or more years.
Unless you come for Christmas,
I’ll shed many tears.
Dearest cousin, please understand
You were my best friend
While I was missing my other ones.
Why should it end?
The first two lines of a poem comes to mind
When I think about you;
“Miss you, miss you, miss you,
Everything I do.”
So raise a glass to this summer
And all these memories.
And I hope we’ll meet at Christmas
Oh please, please, please.
I had to say goodbye to a good friend and cousin today. We won’t see eachother for years. But he said he and his family could come for Christmas under certain circumstances.