My Borders are Made of Lilies
My borders are made of lilies.
They are a pleasant reminder where caution begins and conflicts end.
To those who know me, my borders are made with forgiveness, a kind and patient floral display.
To those who try me, they are battle trenches that are now forgotten and unmarked graves.
I have many flowers to give.
They are a welcomed display of love and an unselfish act of charity.
To my friends who know me, my flowers symbolize loyalty, patience, and kindness.
To my enemies who try me with lies, selfishness, manipulation, betrayal, malice or slander
will come to know my borders and why I bring them
lilies.
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