The Tender Lily – Lois E. Linkens

lily drwing

there was a tender lily
beneath a shaded tree.
her face was pure, her roots were deep.
she blossomed endlessly.

and she was tall
as proud as any woman.

the honey bees came bumbling
to take her juices sweet.
they sucked her dry
and off would fly,
to leave her pale and weak.

but night came,
and up she stood
as proud as any woman.

the golden hours of autumn
brought dryness to the tree.
the leaves did fall and cover all
her beauty bitterly.

but wind came,
and up she stood
as proud as any woman.

the trampling boots of hate and shame,
they crushed her ‘neath their toe.
her fragile suit was broke and blue,
and hid beneath the snow.

. . .

there is a tree that stands alone
in a charming field of white.
and at its foot, there grows a shoot
of lily, green and bright.

 

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