Ululation
Ululation
the car keys lay before me,
never got your chance to shine.
What if God would not have taken you
to soar above us all.
Would we have been friends?
Or nothing at all.
I miss you big cousin.
I never got to meet you.
I try to imagin what you would have looked like,
but all I can see is the urn.
That day replays
with the song in my mind.
I never got to meet you
but still cried the day you left.
I knew that I would love you,
but instead I had to mourn.
In loving memory of BJ Davis.
Copyright © Jaimee Batchelder | Year Posted 2007
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