Acrostic Poem

                                  To Lore.

Sunrises are free, just like you lighting up the dawn
Turning  the cold darkness away, naturally,
One can feel your born-from-within warmth,
In no time, in the same breath,
Children’s innocence makes room for new hope
And wild orchids bloom under the rainbow.

Let us learn, again, how the vivid butterflies dance
Or why perfect roses can’t be re-planted!
Right you were to capture the beauty of all things in a smile
Even the soft echoes of lullabies and the white of the marble.
Distant voices, however persistent and musical,
Are still unable to sing our friendship in the rain;
No other self has ever flown together - like us

Alas, I still owe you that eternal “thank you!”

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