My Pretty Lotus Resting
In Peace
It was only seventy three years ago a pretty
princess was born in the Isle of Fiji,
She was to become my pretty Lotus and give
me all the glory of my life to see.
My maiden lived with no other thought than to
love and be loved by me,
She was born to serve and give her tender
loving care to everyone and me.
I was a teacher and she was a teacher to blend
as one to live in the village of Botini,
We loved with a love that was more than love
and got married with scrutiny.
Our love life was winged to fly the world and
enjoy life that was my lotus and me,
The reason for all our truth, beauty and
goodness in family life was all her tranquillity.
When the sun rose, the day went by and the
evening came she was always there,
To gather the family together and ensure that
everything we needed was always there.
Our love was much stronger and deeper than
the love of all those lovely birds,
The angels in heaven above and the lovers on
the earth adored us as lovebirds.
Our family life went on for ages all smooth and
full of ecstasy and glorious time,
Strong winds blew, hotter sun came out and it
rained and thundered some time.
My pretty lotus stood firm and strong for half
a century caring for us all,
But the cruel storm came out one morning
and made my darling fall.
Now the day comes and goes but the nights
are harder to spend in peace,
I no longer long for the moon and the stars
because my life is on a short lease,
There are dreams that bring My Pretty Lotus
to me to talk and give me some peace.
Now I see my darling, my life and my bride
traveling to heaven to rest in peace.
My life goes on as my beloved had asked me to
spend and conduct,
My angel is sleeping soundly and I have many
duties and tasks to conduct.
Let no more storms come and disturb me
because I do not want my dreams to end,
I do not want to dissever my soul from the
soul of My Pretty Lotus and come to an end.
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