I missed you when you passed,
But I did not cry,
I missed you as time passed,
But I did not cry,
I felt your touch when you were scattered,
And finally I could cry,
I missed you until you were scattered,
And then I could cry,
I knew you were gone and that I should be happy,
It took that moment when you were spread upon the wind,
For me to say goodbye and for your sake be happy,
Instead of gradual mourning, I let it all free upon the wind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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