You have talent beyond your years. Your understanding of reaching hearts will be known. I'm sorry about CharmedRain may she be blessed by the hand of the Lady. Blessed Be.

Perhaps true love is when we let all go,

Released contraints relieve their pressure points,

So gentleness can fill all void with fay,

Deep kindness that from heart's red brook doth flow,

Without a need to harness a return,

Allowing empathy to lead clear soul,

To regions verdant with sympathy's song,

Where all delight in sharing words of love.

(Manuel Fajar's poem review of Andaren's "Charmed Rain," chapter 1. Hope you have been well, m.)

Sadness, death rarely likes to make itsef pleasant...

That's beautiful! How did she die? I'm sure she's looking back from whatever afterlife she got sent to and smiling because she had a great friend like you to write a eulegy this beautiful.