Now i have lost u , i must scatter
all of u on the air henceforth;
not that to me it can ever matter
but it's only fair to the rest of the earth.
Now especially when it is winter
and the sun's not half so bright as he was
who wouldn't be glad to find a splinter
that once was you in the frozen grass.
Snowflakes, too will be softer feathered,
clouds, perhaps will be whiter plumed,
rain whose brilliance you caught and gathered
pure silver have reassumed.
Farewell my sweetdust; Iwas never a miser
once for a minute i made you mine
now you are gone , I am none the wiser
but the leaves of the willow are
bright as wine.
Farewell my sweet dust u r always in my taughts
and i will cherish the moments we had togather.
I miss u ...................