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Lily at the Vine
Is a special kind of thing.
Is a special kind of dream.
Has a very melodic sound.
Makes the least thing, astound.
Lily at the Vine
Gives off an air that make you feel good.
Is something that can’t really be explained.
I know she needs rain.
She’s a very joyous thing.
Lily at the Vine
Through her happiness, your’s she brings.
Always has a smile.
Always meek and mild.
Always seems to teach a lesson.
Listening to her is a true blessing.
Lily at the Vine
Is sometimes a sight.
Rarely shows any sign of fright.
No one can even compare.
An often time seems rare.
Lily at the Vine
Is a special kind of thing.
Is a special kind of dream.
If you find a Lily at the Vine,
Treasure her forever,
Love her everlasting,
And she will leave you never.
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Me
I was blessed with
the gift of poetry. I thought I would share it with the world.
Hopefully you will enjoy my site.
You can also check
out some of my fellow poets sites.
Unice, deartra,
Rachel,
Monica, and Candy
Some poetry links.
African
American Poetry
Passion In Poetry
Poetry Café
Poetry
Haven
The Starlight Café
Cafe Poetry
Connection
Special thanks to Marta
and Grant
for their help with this site.
All poetry written by
Ronda Green.
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