‘Light of Heaven for ever shines’
Shadows on the window pane fly.
What if autumn sheds the leafy life?
Life stands tall with head held high.

He who has known the joy of giving,
Knows not the fear of vanishing fame,
Dear friend, the world owes you much
Immortal are imprints of colorful wings.

* Dedicated to the inspiring spirit of Ms. Sandra Fowler

C. P. Sharma

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