One of the three pumpkin buds (may I name it as Buddy), belongs to my office's neighbour, died prematurely, at the age of 21 days old.
From cradle to grave, Buddy has been in a precarious state. The weakest among his siblings though, attraction has always been shined on him. In an office packed of lovely ladies, with compassionate hearts, Buddy was our star.
Born with a shorter height, Buddy's fragility was eye-catching. Extra attention has been paid to Buddy. Water and sunshine, day after day, however, the withering leaves refused to be nourished still. Though I kept on saying the sinister stuff, the well wishing has never been dumped from the bottom of my heart. Sadly, Buddy bent his knees today . . .
May I send my condolence to Buddy by a song from "Smashing Pumpkins"
For Martha
" Whenever I run
Whenever I run to you lost
It's never done
Just hanging on
. . .
If you have to go don't say goodbye
If you have to go don't you cry
If you have to go I will get by
Someday I'll follow you
and see you on the other side
. . . "
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It's not a good idea to plant sth like "Buddy" in office ... but well, "he" died with a good condolence
回覆刪除My neighbour planted for the 1st time, so . . . this piece of obituary is never out of my thought!
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