The sun has gone, so has the light

Olive Irene Jirasinha

The flame has gone
Its light no more
So have the other flames
That lit the fire

The sun has gone
Gone to its home far away
The sun has gone to its nest
Weary from its labours

The sun has gone
Gone to let other suns rise
Like the sands of times that collect
So are the memories
That she left

Thank you dear Dotti Attha
For enabling me to go beyond my second mile

By Nishan Jirasinha, Grand Nephew