One last time

Write down the spark of awake
I came to see
The one and only dear of flake
Who came to be

Letting her soul fly at her last sight
Oh! How would that feel?
After immense pain and bleeding in fright
Sad, nothing came to heal

Her wrinkled skin glowing as ever
Smiles at me looking with eyes of glitter
Watching me pet on her tiny small hands
Imagining how it would be? To have her hands

Seeing relief within her sight
Lost all the tenses held within her brows
I will miss that sight so much
Even these words cannot bring that such

Wisdom spun whenever I get to talk to her
Funny ideologies scattered all around her
Break down to laughter bother me and her
Oh how I wish to see her

Just one last time to crack up a joke
Being silly in house hold work
For her to come and say, "Tsk tsk, you silly girl"
And come near me to put things at hold.

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