At the grave on his 90th BD

2025.2.26 At 07:07:07, I was at the cemetery, To visit my dear late friend A P. He would have been 90 years of age today. There was mixed feelings, I have not seen and visited him for quite a while. I was looking forward to greet him with the biggest smile. Somehow, I was already teary on my way. There was no issue to find his unnamed grave. When I arrived, his grave was bare and clean. All the items I left 10 months ago, The tiny altar and his photos, The cards for his birthdays and death anniversaries, The Johny Walker glass with the Reindeer candle inside, The names made of marbles stones, And a plant in a pot. Everything was gone and out of sight. Someone has cleaned his resting place. I was quite shocked, but I had some things to replace His 90th birthday wishes done by embroidery, The Jack Daniel Cola and Coke bottles, Since all the stones were taken away, I made up his name with fruits, lollies and biscuits. I kneeled on the lawn and read him my Poem, Which I posted today to share with all viewers. I could not have done everythings this morning, Without his silent support and my clear mind. And the carer who said goodbye to me on Valentine. I managed to sing his song La Paloma in his language, And play it with my harmonica, Although I missed to play the piano this morning, But I was happy to see and do somethings, For him on his special day. Happy 90th birthday to my truest friend A P. PS. The missing items at his grave, Has been captured in photographs and stored in USB. And no one could take them away from my memory..