The Twinkling Lights

When I am gone… remember me as the quirky-minded person who found joy in simple things of life. Every morning I stretched my arms to hug the people I loved, and the day ended with a grateful vibe.

Don’t forget my love for the twinkling lights & the glassy road after a downpour.

Remember to sing from the heart and watch the world go by with a profound sense of fascination and understanding that it’s all a dream.

We are born to play a minuscule role in the grand scheme of things. My last wish…a cat yawning on the bench and feeling warm in my invisible arms.

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