Farewell Poem by Peter Maxharya

Memories are fresh

of parted flesh

pictures lingers mind

the sweetvoice music hard to find

your touch is all i long

memories gives hope you ain't gone

dark, dreadful departure day dawned

mourning morning sun shone sad

the milking man sadly, returned cows to shed

and that fat fig tree gave no shade

lovely jacaranda outside halt the shed

then, weeping wind breezed blowing breath away!

I recal even today

I screamed till ears shut

I cried till tears hot

I gave hard floor pat but it felt soft

all was but now not

i envied you the way you held spear and shield firm and tight

the way you fiercely fought fights with might

gave warm smile in war midst

tought me not to surrender or retreat

i saw it all lied down bare eyesight

i saw it all in that last
cancerfight

farewell my heaven sent