Rip Poem by Kelcie Harm

She lays a hand of his chest
Praying to the Lord that her son will peacefully rest
32 years of his presence, we are blessed

So young, She shouldn't have to say goodbye to her daddy
How did life get so messy
Oh God, just bless he

Funny, caring and kind
Memories repeat in my mind
Acceptance is what im trying ot find

For him, Oh how i care
This isn't fair
All i can do is stare

I see his happy face
Im frozen in place
I need someone to embrace

I remember how he had me laughin
I love him
I miss my cousin