Today is your birthday.
You are no more here,
But I remember it as if it were yesterday
How you used to celebrate it, dear.
We prepare “heel dane” and take it to the temple,
You offer it to the priests, with the gifts
They chant Pirith, give their blessings,
And they tie Pirith Noola on your wrist.
You come back to the breakfast table
Ready with kiribath, kavum and plantains;
We all shout Happy Birthday –
You embrace all your kith and kin.
Your son, three daughters and their spouses,
Four grandsons and two granddaughters
And your wife – we all miss you this day;
Let us all meet again in Sansara.
From your loving wife,
Asoka Lilamani Ranatunga |
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