Miyuki, we for one, will miss you.
You came into my life, unexpectedly.
And now you depart, unforgettable.
You exit West, to enter East, once again.
You are like the Chrysanthemum,
with golden rays of joy.
The petal that falls away from,
and returns to, its blossom.
Miyuki, Sayonara.
Puma/MMX
Copyright: 2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
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