The Lily

By Geri


There are many 
types of Gardens, 

but two, 
stand out, 
to me. 

A lily grows, 
all on its own, 
in a patch full of other flowers. 

It struggles on, 
and when it blooms, 
it's beautiful, 
but fleeting. 

A lily grows, 
within a home, 
in a patch full of other flowers. 

They share the sun, 
for there's always room, 
and when it blooms, 
it's lovely, and forever. 
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Geri

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