Serpent Mesh

When death takes the flesh!

In an harvest of time when unmellowed;

Earthly tears rolls through the serpent mesh;

Hurriedly taken unhallowed;

Then the light went off the erstwhile spunky eyes;

After the fall and rise of turbulent quests;

Her soul has gone with the butterflies 🦋

A vivacious soul has gone to rest.

Resting In the firmament beyond the sky;

In paradise to heed to the subtle call;

Maybe you rise and say goodbye;

You left without one and I mourn.

Alas, you gave us memories and though we wept;

Thank you for toiling for better humanity till last breath.

(To Marit; a cheerful soul - rest on)

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