Her remaining days were filled with extra lights to fill her loneliness,
Beautiful lanterns were strung upon tree branches, a soft tune of music was playing through her portable radio,
Oh.. the delightment, the scent of freshly baked Yam through the openfire, it was mouthwatering to say the least..
A few friends came swinging by to spend some time with her that night, laughter and joy was spreaded across the small little place.
The taste of iced lemonade made the thirst of dry throats simply mesmerizing,
A guitar was strung, a few songs were sung with such soft melody through the night.
Slowly the night was filled with stars in the sky, brightening up the occasion even more with such ambiance.
It was everything she had hoped for and more.
By Poetry Goddess