In childhoodâs golden days, we play and dream,
Among the fields where sunlight softly gleams.
Laughter echoes in the summer air,
Cousinsâ hearts, a bond beyond compare.
Through changing seasons, as we grow and learn,
The spark of kinship continues to burn.
In moments shared, both joyous and grim,
Our cousinship remains steadfast, never dim.
Distance may stretch, but never can divide,
The love we hold, so deep and wide.
In letters, calls, and memories dear,
Cousins stand together, year after year.
As life unfolds its unpredictable ways,
We find comfort in our childhood days.
Through every chapter, joy, and sorrow,
Cousins are the friends of yesterday, today, and tomorrow.