Tender reeds of heart
vagaries of destiny broke
like an aspen leaf shiver
eyes wander hither and thither
bosom heave high and fall
air of expectancy gathers around
belief that departed would return
rainbow of colours unimpressive
clouds of sorrow hang deep
world of beauty spread around
is not worth a nickel
sands of time millions curse
stricken by grief and melancholy
hounded by loneliness plenty
duress and depression walk along
like twin sisters of fate and destiny
loss of near and dear
forced to alight steps of fear
with panic not far behind
one who left behind memories galore
years passed by sweet past
gorgeous and beautiful on its own
unrivalled and nonpareil....
wonder why what makes one cry
upon reflection answer crystal clear
companionship, love and affection
bonded and blended beautiful together
caressed by heavenly hand of time
guts, gumption and faith the antidote
May Lord Bless the Departed Soul.
