Lilly

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Nothing more than a memory of a time long past

I still wonder to myself how it has gone so fast

how we have parted with the idea of you being my saviour

and instead I am left with this dream that gives no favour

of eventually bringing you into the world crying

so that I can have a piece of truth amongst all of the lying

one constant, a candle of hope and love

one that will never burn out when times get tough

a flower of all that is pure in a constant bloom

where your presence would brighten any room

so you could light anyone's spirits high above the confines imposed by life

giving them reason beyond doubt to turn away from a knife

to give me faith that there is such a thing as redemption

so that when I am called to mention

what I have done right in my allotted time

I can tell them with one line

that I brought into being perfection personified,

beauty immortalized

in one picture of something that will come to be

my eventual daughter. My Lilly.

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