By: Amoureax Amant
White jasmine park streamed down teardrop at dawn,
weeping like motherless children on lawn,
with bright dewdrop that dropped on gardener,
and white flowers that bloomed for raised mother.
June jasmines jiggled fain in white garden,
playing like gardener's long-lost children,
on grass-green lawn there rolled clean sky-blue stream,
in long-locked memory there laid old dream.
Slim gardener traveled from town to town,
looking upon each sunrise and sundown,
in countryside there met her beloved one,
for five years in there raised children alone.
Lank lady leaned on the porch stood garden,
toward east sky there lived her poor children.