Two happy birds singing together,
Two little bees humming together,
Two pretty swans gliding together,
Two harmonious hearts beating together.
One happy bird stopped its song,
One little bee dropped along,
One pretty swan was marooned,
One heart plucked and swooned.
One sad bird sings no more,
One morose bee is so sore,
One poor swan is washed ashore,
One aggrieved heart weeps to the core.
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An interesting way to define loss; the first stanza paired contrast two happy together, (Two happy birds singing..., Two little bees humming..., Two pretty swans gliding, Two harmonious hearts beating together. Then in the next two stanzas, the one lost felt simply, intensely; endured in the pain of loss; One aggrieved heart weeps to the core is a beautiful tribute to your friend Miss S.Kasthuri; the loss of a true friend endues across decades.