Where the silent
goes there the steady
water tears, you came and live
with us and yet! time
has meaning before your presence,
Nay!
the past would be present today
a yesteryears
to remember that have cause sudden your demise.
We stand stood still,
even the laughter had gone,
Neither smile shadow your past, then where can
we find the joy that you shared.
"like whistling kettle
Where the silent of the sound heard,
and the moist continue to chew "
Oh! Dear friend Cezar, we've never
let you go
but the lurk let you pass,
the blooming sky await your day
wishing you goodbye as we always remember
those joyful day,
a steadfast
moment where your laughter capture our
hearts.
Herald those memories,
the master piece had just gone. You have come on
the ambit of our life
As do we say farewell and take a sweet nap with God
Be the angel of our stay
and the strength for those who
Wait for your love.
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