I picked a beautiful rose for you, Aunt Ying…

and I took a stroll down memory lane;

Memories of you have walked

beside me for four years,

and they have constantly filled

my heart with gladness;

I’m forever thankful

for this priceless treasure.

Today, in your honor

I celebrate life,

and think of you with

love, gratitude and fondness.

“Memories and thoughts age, just as people do, But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.” – Haruki Murakami