Lily of the Valley

At dusk the dew of night comes to the light;

they glint and gleam like stars upon the earth.

The wonder of such beauty at first sight;

gives life to blooming buds upon the hearth.

They stretch and open to the rising sun;

their stems rise up to meet the coming sky.

Now as the day ignites its summer fun;

small face that glints of white now opens up

to show the world of mother nature’s pearls.

~ L.S.