Near and dearest love,
who drove far away,
Your wealthy health, ensures strength in will.
A year gone with the fall of The Green lass, since,
words spoken meant stories different, entire.
With the setting of The Sun today, an era passed too,
Yet, space between us, remembers boundaries well built.
Though, absence of you, rockets the ranging ambiance,
My pulse has a faint trace of your smile; still.
Long nights do rattle the coiled strings of memory,
to day-light concealed, a muffled cry caught-
midway, cloaks my throat, sourcing hollow guts.
The world reminds a little much of you and,
my weakened heart weeps an ode;
forgetting not, the good times together.
Ah! Pen a letter, my hope lies there.
Like the dark clouds full with rain, I am
mindful thoughts on what might have been us.
Papa likes Yanni too, recently;
He would have loved you, definitely,
Share the same cup of music, maybe.
Oh! My mother liked you already;
Recite the hymns together would you both have.
Scripted on solace, a family would have been, ours.
That choice right, bended, looted the-
portrait of a home woven, have I never forgotten.
Forever will I remember the well hedged amber eyes, that shone bright, I know.
And may you always stay blessed rightfully.
As this love from the other side, can never demise;
Letters that reach you not, are written perpetually;
With love,
J.George
