She embraced and kissed,
And spoke of how much she missed.
Goes to the temple she on my every birthday,
And prays for me to outnumber her days.
Prepares she a sumptuous feast,
Pounce on it, I, like a starving beast.
One poured love and the other didn’t show,
But both prayed for me to grow,
And when I felt low,
They would sing a lullaby to make me glow.
She had problems with thoughts,
And she had carcinogenic knots.
One defied it for less than five years,
The other fought for more than ten years.
And then they leave making everyone cry,
I am left high and dry.
For their souls are up in heaven,
And my feelings just deepen.
For they made my parents,
Without them I just flow away in the low currents,
Facing reality I just lament, as both departed in a gap of a month.
Where will I share,
And get all that care,
Shall meet you soon,
This is too much to bear.
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