" I am an aging body in a fleeting life,

with eyes admiringly open in childlike wonder."

The poem touches heart. As mine fills with gratitude, I wonder what can I offer! A poor.man, lonely, introverted but an isolated star, let me share a few lines of prayers in the poetess's honor:

Some flowers stay afresh to share, care and bedazzle a garden!

Some flowers stay eternal to be blessed as God's Children.

Some flowers shower love in life, their fragrance lasts like sunshine,

Spreading joy from dawn's first light, as nightingales' songs enshrine.

🙏🏻🙇‍♂️