The day you passed, a flash, starless, black
dispirited day, pages frayed, you left
early, the departing hour you kept
brief sojourner, now of pebbled ashes thrown
the grass with flowers strewn
sad bloodshot sky, rained teary eyed
slow sullen walk, of friendly frowns
mad vigil of holding on, we plumbed with gloom
and death and life was all around
while lipstick colored, garden flowers
fragrantly loomed, your memory
ever wildly abloom