June 3, 2005

For Parinita...


As people go, she was almost angelic
With her innocence and a face so child like

Her gentle ways belied a fire
That raged inside her, her hearts desire...

To succeed in life, to climb the peak
To stand up on her own, without being meek

Capturing emotions was her passion
Whether it was wilderness or fashion

A woman of substance is what she was
With an exhuberance that went on without a pause

A person who I can proudly call a friend
A bond i know will never end

I will always wish her the best in life
As a friend, a mother or a wife

I know she has many roles to play
And countless demons more to slay

My Angel face you will succeed.............