"O death where is thy sting and o grave where is thy power"
Life is like a vapour that dissipate without anybody taking notice.
Life is brief as a yawn and reminds us the fortunate to be alive that as sojourners, death should be expected all the time.
Elah Geoffrey had sown bountifully for long, assumed and presumed that his fruits will blossom and he and his family shall be partakers of that bountiful harvest.
Life can't be more rude than when life is snatched at a youthful exuberance.
Adieu Elah Geoffrey as we shall continue to miss you forever.