Little Flower
no one to protect,
precious lily of the field
beauty rare and joyous life
taken long before its time
Lily, Lily white and spotless
small and sweet but tortured she
fragile, gentle, caring Lily
dancing, singing, playing, laughing
life cut short by senseless rage
bruised and battered for no reason
by a monster with no feeling
Jesus, keep sweet little Lily
tightly in your loving arms
kiss her, hug her, hold her closely
wipe away her earthly tears
now she’s safe and free from trouble
no more harm will come her way
Lily, Lily precious Lily
in our hearts you’ll always stay
Copyright © Elizabeth Schlicht | Year Posted 2010
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