I stood beneath the gaze of the moon,
Watching the fireworks that lit the sky.
And missing the presence of dear Luna,
That once made my life a paradise.

I stood beside her well crafted tombstone,
Wreathed with flowers of a sweet smell.
Aye! She is gone, leaving me all alone,
In the ruin of our lives and a new hell.

I stared at my feet, hoping my reality,
Becomes a dream that plagues my mind.
When I remember her laughter and smile,
That will no more pull me out of my worries.

I made a vow to honor her selfless legacy,
By being a man of truth and peace.
And so, I will walk away from my grief,
And remember her by our pleasant memories.

©Okunola Peace