One day I will die, So will you. I wish to be the one That will leave the body first, But then I imagine, How your cheeks will be Stained with the dew. I can't see you in pain, So I don't want to see You taking your last breath While sitting on the deathbed, But even if I die first, You will become a walking dead. The day when your breath hitches, And the vantilator's beeps stop, You will bid me bye, Your soul kisses my cheeks, But my whole life will halt down, I would be suffering in agony and utter pain. My dear friend... I repeat, My dear friend, One day when I will meet my end, Please come to my funeral, Don't tell me any excuse. Please wear a white dress, With something blue. I will wave you a high From the sky, Please wave back too. Please tell your kids stories About how our friendship flew. 'Once upon a time, A girl lived in me.' My Beauty... When we meet again, At the gates of heaven, Tell me that you Brought me something to eat, And maybe we will gossip some teas~ -Lavender Daisy. (Palak Solanki)