My friend lost her aging mother

in acute suffering of her frail soul

she lost more in a distant connect

of a love pure unexpressed in years

 

My friend lost her only friend

who in yesteryears wept in joyous joy

And shielded my friend

from the boisterous world

from unknown strangers

from strange fears !

 

My friend lost her only love

who cradled her with warmth and hope

Many, many decades ago

Often in  winter nights cold

in open bunkers hold

across the line of control

before the partition in their lives

broke them in fragments afar

 

Now she is no more

no more is she

than grey ashes in my friends memory

no matter how strong she holds

onto distant loving memories…

she is no more !