The Dirge On My Niece- Rondeau

She came, she's gone forever; our prettiest daughter Our sweetest child couldn't live longer The atmospheric earth didn't allow her in birth Clutched her pneumonic bar with polluted air at birthing mirth Three days with three nights she's lived in lungs jar None we can touched, just observed from far even her mother For fluctuation of blood we're sadden always in fear Test after test as the advice of doctor fired on our anxious hearth Although she came, she's gone forever As long as she lived we're in praying within fear as believer To get back her healthy spent time in altruistic deeds all family member Dawn to dusk all through night it seemed she's flirted love In beseeching doctor we're shocked with broken heart In haggard night she left us lonely to the world of another Although she came, she's gone forever -04/03/18 (Written on the premature death of my niece 27/02/18 to 01/03/18)