6/29/09

lilies

the day lilies extend themselves
skyward, reaching,
hoping, believing,
a slender troop of mendicants,
their orange faces
upturned, burned
to the kiss from above,
the promise of fealty,
the whisper of love;
and their graceful, prayerful stance
makes me think of you,
and what a lucky fool I am.



June 29, 2009, for the Wifey.

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