She was my Lily. Of the morning dew <br />She was my fragrant rhapsody in spring. <br />In dancing dreams in springs too few <br />She was my Lily of the morning dew. <br />Waving in wispy winds and through <br />Her graceful dance and gentle soul I sing: <br />She was my Lily of the morning dew. <br />She was my fragrant rhapsody, in spring.<br /><br />Sarah L. Johnsen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bonnie-s-triolet/
