Lilacs......Mollys Garden Poem by ritty patnaik

she planted the lilac
with love and care,
watching it grow,
days and month.
one fine day
the blossoms came,
to her joy, thhe tree,
did not look the same.

then the flowers fell,
in cascading showers,
making heavy, the
fragile bower.

in profusion it filled
the purple bloom!
sadness vanished and
also gloom.

the flower bloomed
day after day,
she enjoyed the sight
to hearts content,
it did make her fragile heart
so light.

in her absence,
her presence i feel,
when i walk
into the garden bare,
my heart beats to see
the blooming lilac there.