What sight is woeful than parting of friends?
Faring well an eyesore sight to behold,
When unto different where maiden fate sends
Alas! The day, that self is emotioned
Woe-begone the stony heart and the cold
What pained the soul more than to let motioned?

What good thereof in farewell? But tearing,
That the heart athirst for dearling to see
By the gate, the soul yearns, ever longing
In solitude, as the cloud of sky free.

Sullen is the day as a moonless night
Sadly, we art to Earth as sun to sky,
We are to rise, and soon to west do fly
Woe as we are, fate never mind our plight.

To all we've missed in our existence through any means.

Kindly comment the name of that person you missed and state what he / she is to you.

Mr. Adetunji waheed Akinbami. My pop, I missed him so so much. R.I.P