I lost you, I lost my cousin,
On that gloomy Christmas day.
The day was supposed to be full of happiness,
but instead was full of dismay.
I was so happy when I ran down stairs that Christmas morn,
And when my mother told me you had died it felt like someone
jabbed me with a thorn.
I lost you, I lost my cousin
On that Christmas day.
So tell me cousin Bobbie why do I still feel so depressed,
about your death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem was inspired by the death of my 48 year old cousin Bobbie who past away Christmas day 2011 from fighting cancer Love and miss you Bobbie! Rest in Peace Forever!