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Cousin J.B. by Lisa Norman
When he walked in with his floppy mohawk I was scared It was the first time him in awhile My brother hugged him I did not He sat there and then stopped Looked at me with his ocean blue eyes Asked why I didn’t hug my favorite cousin Jokingly smiled and chuckled like a chipmunk So I comfortably talked to him He was getting ready to leave and I said goodbye But I didn’t know that was the last time I would see him. |