A Boy and His Lily
A Poem about a different kind of love.
When rose the sun, to shine light upon the dew tipped grass,
A young boy went out to play
Running through the fields with stalks shoulder high
He came upon a field of flowers
So sweet were the smell of sundry roses
And daffodils, tulips and the like
Content was he to linger here for hours
Taking in their sweet perfume
T’was sudden when it caught his gaze
A single Lily white
He knew not why it caught his eye
To see her planted in the earth
Limbs outstretched to hug the sun
And fill her body with its warmth
Softly she sang with a voice
That calmed his troubled heart
And she became his favorite flower
Out of hundreds in the soil
So he lifted his head to praise
The heavens for so great a thing
Beautiful, radiant, and pure
Reflection of love divine
For God so loved a boy that He
Would grant him such a pleasure
As to listen to the Lily sing
And never pluck her from the ground.
