Analysis of Straw-6

Trifles and straws,
And the needle of “seconds”,
And molecules, a mere dust,
That's what,
 A living thing shapes,
And adjusts to a purpose.
Enterprising one,
 A gentle man,
And a well-wisher,
Certainly needs
A “Hello” of “Thanks”.
Wishing well,
Having good will,
A Basie criteria,
For social wind mill.
When I visited
A hospital,
I found one,
Struggling with life,
To skip the death,
His face pale yellow,
Grim, struck with
Utter grimace,
He was certainly
Losing his face,
I stopped
For a while,
Tried to smile,
And said,
O man!
You are not alone!
I am with you!
We will die together,
I am here
To look you after,
A smile appeared,
On a grim, torn out face,
I felt some solace,
He died,
With a “smiling face”,
What a great
Difference!
I found in my life.
When death comes
Smilingly,
It is a departure
Of a soul, very lovingly………….