In a garden of dreams, where memories bloom,
Lived a girl named Anoush, in a radiant plume.
Youth danced in her eyes, like the sun's golden ray,
A spirit so vibrant, it brightened each day.

Her laughter like music, a sweet melody,
Echoes in hearts, a cherished symphony.
With every step taken, she left trails of light,
Guiding us through even the darkest night.

Though she's moved beyond this earthly place,
Her presence endures, in a celestial grace.
In whispers of wind and the songs of the birds,
Anoush's spirit forever is heard.

With wings made of stardust, she soars high and free,
Embracing the heavens, where dreams find their glee.
A beacon of hope, a reminder to all,
That love knows no end, it stands strong, it stands tall.

So let's celebrate Anoush, the joy that she brought,
The lessons she taught, the battles she fought.
In each sunrise's hue, in the soft evening hush,
We'll find her sweet essence, our dear Anoush.

Endless love
Nima