Immeasurable distance fills my soul with grief, 
wilt thou oh Aunty for ever sleep? 
Death being a coward, came as a thief, 
and causeth a family to weep.
Oh Aunty, wilt thou never more awake? 
Leaving our visions & understanding opaque.
I can't fathom the possibility of we, 
ever finding an equal replacement.
I can't forget the image of thee, 
wishing i could talk to you even for a moment.
Hey! Aunty, i still remember you, 
impossible to imagine a we without you.
You are always smiling in most cases, 
talk isn't over, though words are placid.
You dont deserve a word but phrases, 
and death if being human, will i bath with acid.
Families and friends have shed  a few tears, 
this is from me and all those who cares.
(R.I.P Aunty Agnes)                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem