An opening blossom now crushed,
Death, still a stranger, comes knocking.
A life too short, an end too rushed,
A soul that was singing now hushed.
A siren I never heard sing,
An opening blossom now crushed.
Stark and blackened memories bring
Regrets to tarnish, barbs to sting.
But Lilith taught me how to weep,
Sterling remembrance close to keep.
An opening blossom now crushed,
But laughter often comes with grief.
fond remembrance forges a bond,
And glad, I look to the Beyond.
A tear and a smile for that life,
That opening blosssom now blooms.
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