My Niece, Meera:

A life ended in a picture on a frame Difficult to comprehend not knowing it is all God’s game “Why”, cried my sister, “she had so much to give” Her children’s lives were just formative

Her smile captured the attention, her words conveyed the affection Hard to find one with that combination Made inroads to peoples’ heart Strengthened her friendships till her life had to depart A husband stunned, children in tears A father lost, realizing the worst of his fears Left in the midst is a mother in distress Acting normal and holding herself, just trying to buttress " Kripa Mama" her voice keeps ringing In my ears that is so close to deafening Memories of Meera keep flooding Begging the Almighty for an extra day As tears keep flowing. Emotions erupt like it never had before Breaking my heart with no words to console Stay strong and celebrate her presence Trying to convey to move forward in her absence , She touched my life in ways I didn’t comprehend Her parents given a purpose to fulfill her dreams to the end Her husband understood what she didn’t say Promised her the requests she didn’t convey.