I think about the things
that have happened in the past
Like when my cousin took his last breath
He was only 12 when he left this earth
I was there when it hapened, him laying on the porch
Me watching him from the window
as the helicopter came
The men tried to revive him, but there was no use
He had already left and taken his place in heaven
The day we buried him I just didn't know what to think
I couldn't believe he was really gone
and from they day till now
I still wonder why he had to go, why he left this earth
I guess it was just his time to take his place
far above in the land we Love
