Standing in the warmth
Of a steaming tub
Letting my hair tumble over
My shoulders
The weight becomes lighter
Banishing boulders
Heavy sadness
The loss that touched
My tender heart
Is eased by fragrance
The cherry blossom bombe
Now he has passed from this world
This entertainment giver
I know in my heart
He will be missed forever
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