Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Long Lost Lilly

In valley was lost,
That thing of pleasure
Forever hidden among
Weeds and vermin.
Beautiful Lilly taken
From mine sight for
No reason at all.

That thing of loving
Was gone in grass
So high in eternity,
All was secret now,
In blades of tears
And clouds of sorrow,
Lilly was most hurt.

It was taken from me,
Affection so sweet
And holding most wanted;
Lilly was all I ever
Could want forever,
But Lilly was broken,
And virtue was taken.

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