When My Cousins Came

Rolling on the deck,

      Examining my cousins cheeks, pink as a rose’s glow

                Feeling the hard wood against my skin,

          Exhilarating was how I felt that day.

      Sweltering under the blazing Texas sun

 Rolling on that deck at Perlas

               Smelling the mouthwatering food

  Urging us to come inside.


Hearing the cars zoom through the street, louder than a space shuttle launch.

      Overwhelming were my feelings of joyousness

  Deafening were the sounds of my cousins laughter bubbling into the air

Unfaltering was my smile that day when our cousins came.

In my family we have these ‘cousins’, and we visit them every time that we can, we’re really close with them.

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