And now you're gone,

Just like a petal torn off a flower after a gust of strong wind.

The wind of life carried you away while you were still sweet.. Goodbye.

Your aroma still lingers, lavender.

Maybe if I was to follow your scent in a quest to find you,

I would end up in heaven.. Hello.

This poem is about: 
My family


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