Come my listeners,
Listen to the story of this gardener
And to the agonies of his garden.
Took days by the storm
And I plant a few.
Mauvy with leaves so mauve,
Flapping tenderly along sweet breeze.
She bathed rain with innocence,
I loved her so..., she hugged me so...
Her touch so soft, so divine!
Wish I was a tree and she on me, a vine.
Thanks Saloni, I love you. I'll continue the story later. I'll go and see the agonizing survivors... lots of thanks....for inducing me to write, making me realize how much I miss my Mauvy.