I dedicate this poem to my loving chacha who recently passed away:
Indeed the night is near.
Dark would be our years.
Left us the world shattered and broken.
Hollow and unspoken.
Our hearts have an unoccupied seat.
You left us incomplete.
Our times together are a plenty beautiful,
And left us a plenty dutiful.
But all has come to depart,
As you were our heart.
You were the light in our dark hour,
A blossom-full bright flower.
The way you left behind a legacy.
Your smile & laughter would never be forgotten.
Engraved always in our hearts would be those sweet thoughts.
Your simplicity in complexity showed us the way.
But hard the memories on us weigh.
Your perfect love knew no bound.