Narra flowers are falling around. As I walked along the yellow flower covered road, I look up and saw more flowers falling.. More and more flowers keep on falling… I kept my tears from falling too..This flowers bring back memories from the past. Two things in the past that still hunt me until now.. the first, the time when he loves to stay and walk with me. .. strong
and lively with a heartful glee I love to hear. And the second was on the hospital bed, where he lie withered and thin,, still a meek smile I can see…And his last words were… “ I want to be free like those narra flowers… isn’t it’s nice to be free,, flown by the air and eventually rest?” I remember him say. And he fall into a deep slumber...