there lies thy cousin,
thy breath cut short,
thy emotions washed away,
o for I shall pray for thee,
for shall she will sleep in peace.

O do not shed thoes tears of thee,
as she has been set free,
her pain and suffering had ended,
but her life has not ended,
she may not be breathing,
but in the elusyum heavan she is still living.

Upon a day you shall miss thee,
but think above the clouds,
and see that it was ment to be,
do not blame god for her absense,
even if she left behind a child motherless.

Look at this child and think,
would thee be more in pain if,
thy dear cousin would of lied,
still in death when the child would be older,
and know what happen to thy mother?

there lies thy cousin,
her skin pale,
fragile and broken,
for doctors have now failed,
now you must say goodbye,
do not cry, do not cry,
because… would she realy want her cousin to cry?
over something no one could stop,
she must of loved you alot…