Lily
The morning bird stares at her reflection and fights her new rival. I become the beast scaring them both away and then wink at the sun who shines brightly for Lily and me. Looking outside my window, I feel pity for the water lilies. They are not half as elegant as you. You scold me for frightening her away. Birds are the best friends, you say. You are the reason I believe in goodness. You are the reason God exists. I pray with you every night. You tell me stories filled with light. I could listen to those tales forever and ever. Just to hear your voice, pure and patient. You pick me up at every fall. You feed me love when I'm sick. You are everything to me. You are everything I want to be. My sweet granny ma Lily. From Moana This post is a part of #BlogChatterA2Z 2023 . Previous post: Kaleidoscope Next post: My Mango Tree https://twitter.com/rorinjoshy/status/1572857059376500736?t=bFTZheWPl-EdXW4ACxsTbg&s=35
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