Sharing Stories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

All gathered together now in a reception room, food and
drink being provided by his brother, family and friends.

Everyone now talking, sharing stories of how Tushar has
touched lives of each individual present at his funeral.

Knowing how Tushar has enriched my own life, a mere poet,
with inspiration and a renewed spirit for everything
scientific and logical that he's taught me since meeting
ten short months ago.

Loving him forever, never forgetting his smile that lit
up his whole face, now remembering it only on photographic
screens within.