In Grief

My aunt passed away on the 21st of June. She was battling cancer.It still seems surreal that she is no more. They say it takes time to heal the open wounds left behind but neither is time a comfort nor is it easy. You can only hope that time will dull the edge of pain.

An angel’s been called back on duty,
To add to Heaven’s beauty.
What’s earth to do now without?
Her Light will be missed no doubt.
Bits of her we all have within,
Of what she meant, where to begin.
She was color and she was joy
Her love for life, we’d enjoy.
Myriad colors onto canvas did bleed,
Each one of her’s a masterpiece indeed.
She’d be ready to help in an instant,
With a smile and a hug, she’d be present.
Her strength and her acceptance,
Made up her exclusive essence,
For the time with her, you had,
When you called her yours, be glad.
From now, In every splash of color,
In those perfect bunches of flower,
In throaty laughs and strings of bead
And countless things she fancied.
We’ll remember and relive,
With much joy and much grief,
Bring forth that part we carry of her,
To be treasured by us forever.