She visits at night
She visits at night
before the moon does rise.
She visits the lilies
she is secret – she hides
her identity to one and all
Only lily knows her secret call.
She comes to tell of a long ago past
When she herself flowered
And cast
Her perfume far and wide
On the wings of an angel.
When she was a bride…
She comes to tell of a long ago past…
© randomrose
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