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In yonder field where lilies bloom
you'll find the one who promised: "...soon, 
I'll get to it--I'll do it, when I can."

And there beneath the hawthorn tree
another who had promised me, 
but simply could not find the time, it seems.

Or should you happen by the place
where sunflowers stand with shining face
there's one there who's intentions were so grand.

But now the time for "soon..." has passed,
and each has come to rest at last:
Where lilies bloom, and sunflowers stand, 
and hawthorn lends its shade.


Where is the hope that filled their gaze--
that once inspired and shaped their ways?
How fleeting were their dreams of what could be.

Where are the fruits of charity--
a cheerful heart, a chance to see
beyond the cares that frighten human hearts?

Where is the faith that made them strong--
that comforted, when days were long
and taught them how to put their trust in me?

Each was lost along the way--
swept up among the day-to-day; 
and soon, but distant mem'ries, 
left behind.


Oh, do it now? 
Please, do it soon! 
Keep the precious promises you've made--  

that your life serve as testament 
to choices made without regret:
When lilies bloom, and sunflowers stand, 
and hawthorn lends its shade.

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