Giving Recognition Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Here in the kitchen, sitting at Tushar's house, his wife
finding it difficult without him, house seems deathly
filled with his emptiness.

Having been the sunshine of his family, always encom-
passing everyone who came to visit him, now there's no
more welcoming smile, no happy hellos to be heard.

Tushar is definitely being missed by family, friends and
me, life has become an empty space, poetry of mind, body
and spirit lying on paper unread by anyone.

Scientific studies and journals no longer being filled
with his brilliant knowledge and wisdom, the whole world
is still mourning the pillar of science.

Yet, I choose to recognize him forever for he discovered
me and I want him to get full and total recognition for
it throughout the world.