As I packed up the photo albums of the pictures you took.
Remembering all the hands you shook.
When I watched, as you kept your eyes fixed on your favourite book.
Truth to be told, I felt much peaceful when listen to your soothing voice as you cook.
Keeping my joy standards high whenever we met, face to face.
With a glorious smile, that could out any angry trace.
Playing poker with life and you are my wild card and ace.
A change in life's course, might as well keep up the pace.
Saw you project your angelic nature.
A soft touch that comforts my seizure .
With every single touch coming with unmatched pleasure.
My best memories with you , I will always treasure.
The reflection of your beautiful rays, makes brave men cower .
You are my super market flower.
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