The armchair looks forlorn...
feeling the pangs of loneliness
for the past fortnight.

The paternal figure,
its lone occupant all these years
has forsaken it
for a heavenly abode.

The wind is howling in protest.

The sky has broken open
weeping copious tears
that makes the sunflowers dizzy.
The Heliconia has sent
forth a bud hoping
to entice him to return to his chair.
The crazily swinging banana bunch does not know...
the fond banana lover has bid farewell.
The gooseberry trees are waving
to and fro
sending their farewell gifts.
The lone  marigold
with its orange halo
is feeling the pain.
The  turmeric leaves are down
beating about in a frenzy, asking...
why,why,why?
The coconuts have lost their
green sheen without
those caring hands.
The puddles are awaiting the broom
to tickle them but...alas!
the chair is empty.
The chrysanthemam buds
seem to be saying...
it is difficult but
let us accept it as God's will.

A tribute:
In memory of a lively octogenarian,
a green/garden lover,
a dad, also a doting grandad,
who ruled over our
small patch of green.

(Taking a short break from blogging-
grief  has taken over)