The Lilies of Buckingham

As I set foot in the paradise of flowers I saw a set of vivid pals Swaying and waving towards the unusual soul Connecting hearts and hearts entirely Greeting with a wreath and a glorious scent I stood there gaping at them As if that was a band of colour But of more colours and like enchantress I was entirely dazed and the pals were twinkling while looking at me Soon my companion told me to stop looking at the lilies But oh Lord, were they lilies or a whimsical rainbow? I still ask myself that As to me, they are the beauty: The lilies of Buckingham.