THE PARTING

THE  PARTING 


We held hands
"  I am very proud of you
I love you" he said
And I cried

He was very unwell
He knew it

Time jumps...
Shows our life , our love
We lived whole heartedly
He my happiness , my hope
My sunshine and splendor of moonlight

Unshed tears shining in his eyes
With a tiny smile
He said "We will meet again"
Holding his hand I cried

Deep soil of my heart and soul
Sprouting with the pearls 
Of our happiness

Wind whispers - he sighs
And I cry

What a life - our life
Not visible to the world now
He my gladness - he my sadness
I will always love you

I wait for you
Till we meet again 
At the airport of life

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