On her grave they wrote,
how she lived life to the hilt.
She made her share of mistakes, she atoned,
how she died without regrets or guilt.
Or her grave they wrote,
how effortlessly she smiled.
She lived from her heart, she loved deeply,
she strived to make each day worthwhile.
On her grave they wrote,
how she wanted to remove misery from the world.
She felt connected to the pain of every stranger,
a happy world around her, she endeavored to unfurl.
On her grave they wrote,
how she wanted to do so many things together.
She wanted to make the most of her stay while here,
whatever be the storms in life, she resolved to weather.
On her grave they wrote,
how she lived life to the hilt.
She discovered herself, she discovered the meaning of life.
a beautiful life she lived, a happy world she built.
Disha's Writings 