As I sit down and read
The poems you gifted me some years ago
Each line has a new meaning
Each word makes me think I love you so
Fondly I remember, your smiling eyes
Your earnestness, Your lit up face
Sadly I think of your loving nature
Your kindness and Your inherent grace
So good a human, but a life
maybe cut short too soon
Whatever time, God willed you here
Was by itself a gift, a boon
You lived your life for others
With no happiness for yourself,
Appreciated not for your innate goodness,
But gauged by your material wealth
Sometimes people realise
After someone has long gone
But then it is too late to surmise
that what you had, was second to none
I pray you find peace and joy
Wherever you may be
And rest assured that those who you loved
Think of you every moment, so lovingly
Arti
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A loving tribute, with good, articulate expression.