I have not said much
Nor will I say more.
For words can't describe as such,
Aunt Meng, the aunt I adore.
Where do I start, where do we start?
No words can describe, nor say,
The love she held in her heart
Or the emptiness felt today.
Lovable, fair, huggable and hungry
Are some words that come to mind.
But, mostly, I remember her vividly
By her joie de vivre and a soul so kind.
Rain shall mask my tears
And wash with it, fears.
Knowing a new angel is born above
And is watching over us with love...
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