Bereaved

Sweeping your footprints why do you lay strewn? Each dust hums your sweet harmonious tune. Will you, dear, if possible, come back soon...? Sweeping your footprints why do you lay strewn? You have been, darling, my life's greatest boon. Weren't we joyous till the previous noon? Sweeping your footprints why do you lay strewn? Each dust hums your sweet harmonious tune. Why you're in a hurry, to go away? Blossoms of your plants sway to tell you: stay! Fly-home of birds seems to delay today. Why you're in a hurry, to go away? To our growing baby, what would I say? How would I pass the minutes of each day? Why you're in a hurry, to go away? Blossoms of your plants sway to tell you: stay! Each one who comes here should go away, sure. To the deadly sting of death, there's no cure. Could anyone decline death's tricky tour? Each one who comes here should go away, sure. Death, the way to true life, I know, is pure. Yet, without you, dear, I feel insecure. Each one who comes here should go away, sure. To the deadly sting of death, there's no cure. 27 January 2023