I have known you for long years.
Suddenly you are no more.
I couldn't bid you goodbye.
It was a painful final separation.
You were a celebrity,
but you never made me feel so,
and you remained so till the end.
When you are gone, there is fanfare,
you wouldn’t approve, had you a say.
A few silent applauses would suffice.
Soon another spring will come.
The flowers will bloom again.
A silent spectator will continue to miss you.