Dance Lily Poem by James McLain
Dance Lily
and lily...
kept her blooms...
outside..
her room..
down low..
and harder...
did they seek...
to know...
and lily...
would they grow..
and pots..
came deep...
became..her groom....
and fate..
like moon is late...
and washed..
her colors...off..
Now hold moons...
pale and..
restless face..
and feet...
the clouds..the sea..
and high against......
this one dark night.....
that sky was home.....
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