The Last One

When I thought I had seen the last of them

And how I missed seeing their smiles

At dawn, with my early morning tea,

Swaying with the cool breeze

And welcoming me

In their colorful world.

Vibrant hues of pinks, purples,

Yellows, oranges, reds

And my favorite white,

Pride of my humble terrace garden,

The lovely Chrysanthemums!

This morning I was in for a pleasant surprise,

When I saw a flash of pink

Peeping through the clustered plants,

Ready to be kept aside to

Cool off in the fast approaching summers

And be ready for next season

With invigorated charm and freshness.

Perhaps then, I must have missed

Saying good bye to this last one

I caressed him lovingly,

Ever so lightly

And to my surprise it swayed and touched my cheek

Kissing me a last time

For he might not be there tomorrow,

Made me realize

However short the connection may be

Love is eternal,

Knows no limits

And surpasses all boundaries

Spreading its wings to reach

And flourish the bond between

All living species

Be it humans, animals, birds or plants….

“I’ll miss you my lovely friend

But I know you’ll come back,

For mortals perish,

But LOVE survives against all odds…..”

©Vinita Surana 'Kiran'