What is it with lilies?
Is it because they rhyme with memory
And thus they are in that family
Of things that move me?
But zinnia and gardenia are there as well
And as far as I can tell
They too bring me under the spell
In which I seem to have forever dwelt.
What of the magnolia blossoms?
Yes, to their opening ceremonies I run
Giddy as a boy with presents opening
Bidding my friends to come! Come!
Who placed this love of lilies within?
I want to meet and thank him
They say He has this grand garden
And if you are patient, he will come
And let you walk with him
In the cool of the evening.
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