There was nothing quite as pretty
as Ngaire in the morning
There was nothing quite as pretty
as Ngaire in the afternoon
There was nothing quite as pretty
as Ngaire in the night
There was nothing quite as pretty
as Ngaire in all kinds of light
Its a beautiful, sweet poem.
You made your feelings very clear as I can tell you really loved her.
I know the story behind it, so I know it must be hard to write about her.
Anyway, its a good poem.
Take care my friend
Hebe