Legends of Lillie
Like her name, so slender and lovely;
And I recall she smiled so prettily.
She was my aunt; born with a disease;
But took life like the summer breeze.
My best friend was her son, Jose,
Until suddenly he passed away.
I was seven; he was two;
And sunny days were all we knew.
The essence of youth was our Lillie of the valley;
A sturdier more delicate bloom never you see!
She only reached age of tender thirty four,
But her liveliness has become folklore!
In a far off playground, she taught me to swing;
And taught me to dance as an easterling;
And took me trick or treating for the first time,
When I was an illiterate mime.
She was laughter and much fun;
Nothing can outshine a rising sun;
Though never physically hardy,
She was the life in every party!
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