The essence of she who laughed with us
Drifts on dreamy waves upward
To merge with puffy clouds in a blue sky;
To become the One that we all become;
And as memories mingle with a sigh,
Each grieves loss in their own way,
And each says goodbye.
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Dreamy waves are going upward saying goodbye and time is is remembrance. Beautifully penned poem is shared.10
Thank you very much, Kumarmani.