All the best again, dear Sis You, I am gonna miss All the time you were here Never did I miss a gear While driving the car of my life Even were it never free of strife
Whether it be the tea you made Or the pastas and noodles you cooked Never will the memories fade No matter how hard Satan tried To put a spanner in our works Very endearing, are your quirks
Your presence, did I almost take for granted Because, no matter what There was nothing you missed Including meeting our neighbours and their cats!
You turned Despair Into Hope Even if the devil in me Tried its best to make me mope You turned Hatred into Love And never was there a problem Which you could not solve And finally, you turned Stress into Peace With a remarkable ease
Always, was there a smile On your beautiful face Because you went the extra mile To help us achieve inner peace
You, I am gonna miss badly But all that matters Is that you should be happy And unless were I mad as a hatter Always, will I love you And always, shall our bond be thicker than glue So, wish you all the very best Sure am I, that you will face a stern test However, equally am I sure That, everything shall you endure As ever, with a smile on your beautiful face Irrespective of the place
Poem dedicated to my dear sister Shreeja, who is returning to London on Tuesday 19th Dec '23; after a stay of 3 months in India.