LILLIES

I OFTEN THINK OF LILLIE'S THAT WERE PLANTED

BY MY GRANDMOTHER EACH SPRING

THEY SEEMED TO ALWAYS REACH FOR THE SUN

THEY WERE EVERYWHERE; THESE BEAUTIFUL THINGS

AND EACH YEAR THEY RETURNED WITHOUT FAIL

YET NEVER 2 SEEMED QUITE THE SAME

BUT THEIR BEAUTY SEEMED TO ONLY INCREASE

AS NATURE DOES LEFT UNTAMED

AT RARE MOMENTS OF REFLECTION

I THINK OF HER AND THE BLOOMS GALORE

AND I REACH FOR HER IN THE FADING SUNLIGHT

LIKE HER LILLIE'S THAT BLOOM FOREVER MORE