Lily

Lily blossomed like any girl of sixteen
she was the prettiest flower ever seen.
She danced all day in the summer breeze
and gave off an aroma to attract the bees.

In the day she let all the visiting insects in,
then at night she closed her petals and slept within.
Having so much attention kept her happy and content
until she saw two snakes entwined, with loving intent.

Lily became sad and lonely swaying there,
she desired someone to be with her;
another flower that could move in rhythm and dance,
and much more than that she wanted romance.

As the days passed by she began to wilt and grow old,
she knew very soon that her life would fold.
Looking back at her life, it began so happily,
but then she yearned for what couldn't be.

poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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