With love,Heaven

*Dedicated to A Phenomenal Woman, Ammamma (98 yrs)

Flitting onto better horizons, like a butterfly leaving a flower,

She was slowly leaving, a fact I was terribly trying to ignore

Tranquility set on her face, as her breath drew lower and lower

And she was no more, a frightening moment that seemed to last forever

She passed onto a better world they said, heaven may be

They garlanded their goodbyes with each and every tear’s essence

Gloom set over the entire family tree

And Smiles took a leave of absence

I was putting a brave front, standing tall with unwavering knees
But in truth, I was like a trembling leaf groping for a way for myself

To accept the reality and make peace
“She was old, she lived a full and happy life” I kept saying to myself

Alone, I lay in a fetal position, looking at her picture, reeling

That picture was the key; it unlocked my vault of memories

Reminiscing, alone I cried, for it was personal, a very personal feeling

Paying homage to each memory, dusting my heart’s galleries

Bringing those memories into clarity

The ones that I measure to be priceless and precious

Often looked at them with utmost joy and loving amity

And now I looked at them, hoping, they might bring a little solace

I didn’t cry anymore but I couldn’t smile either

Emptiness, sorrow, and an undeniable gloom hovered all over us

We’ve lost the family’s strength, the main pillar

That holds us together in happiness and in fuss

After the passage of few sluggish days, the fog slowly lifted

The family exchanged few smiles with each other

They learned to laugh in the memories that were gifted

 They resumed their humble routines together

I too smiled, but it wasn’t the same anymore

For I felt guilty, was it ok not to miss her anymore?

Was it alright to smile when she is not here anymore?

Was it not heartless to enjoy when she is not there anymore?

But then again, I was still remembering her even in my laughter

Maybe, thinking that she has passed onto a different world was a gaffe

Maybe she had just merged into my thoughts, into everyone’s, who were dear

Maybe her being was renewed within me as my strength and my laugh

Maybe that’s what heaven finally is

Being the laugh and the smile of your loved ones

Becoming their dreams, blossoming fragrant daisies

And so, I promise to give a beautiful heaven-my overwhelming joyance!

To you
With Love,
Heaven.