a poem by Ajit Peter, India

Time with him so few

His presence ever so new

His arms ever to hold

Memories with him tales untold

His words of wisdom guided my way

World with him a lesson every day

His life a book to me

Pages of affection in tis heart to be

Yet to all good- life be short

Disease for him misery bought

Though weak his affection strong

Shared moments his tales of past so long

For this a man who showed to care

In heart a space to spare

To love and honor a friend

Ever a helping hand to lend

For in tis life he lives for ever

In tis heart his love weaved together

Friends and family his treasures to be

“Son be a good boy and take care of your mother”

His tearful final words to me

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