TRIBUTE TO NISHA...

For every rain that drops, a flower grows from the ground

You were this beautiful flower that grew and lived in our midst

When there was drought you hanged in there and held tight with your roots

When there was rain you opened wide your petals and let each drop renew you

You were never scared of the weeds that struggled beside you

You never let them rob you of your own memories

The many days you would go home to your family and put a smile on their faces

Or the many days that you walked into the office and made everything okay

You were easy, patient, and calm and you stretched your hands out yet still kept your cool

We will miss you for the little moments of laughter that kept this work place alive

We will miss you for the times when you had to be hard for work to be done

We will stare into your empty seat and wait on your voice to call us into the office

But we may never hear it...yet still memories of you will never be rubbed out

You stamped every bit of it in our minds so that we may never forget you

There can never be a better place for you Nisha...it is well with your soul

Watch over us, watch over your family and let the memories you created here

Be the reason we are grateful for you to have shared this time with us

Till we meet again, fare thee well...