Her mother is a midwife
and she is a nanny to her far relative.
He collects pumpkins hastily for the sunday fair.
Do you think a street vendor sees pleasant dreams?
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Nimal, I don't know what to say! I am so touched by this dedication! Honestly, what a sweet thing to do. A beautiful poem.......the work of a true poet. I thank you from the bottom of my heart! Sincerely, Mary
Once again you have created a small world that is consistent with your culture and your rich imagination. Very skillfully written, Nimal. Regards, Sandra
The pumpkin seems to relate to the growth of a baby, the midwife, capable of nurturing in the garden of life, very clever this one Love duncan X