You were and are one of my favourite people in this world and your demise hurts me as much as it does to him

I am still moaning and grieving over the demise of one of my favorite people in this world, Yasmin Ahmad.

Whatever she liked, I like. Sensei, I will miss you dearly.

In the loving memory of my Yasmin Ahmad, here is one of her favorite poems;

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold