Parasite lichen <br />Lies grey on the years; <br />Lily buries herself <br />When winter appears. <br /> <br />Bright rose burns away, <br />Leaving lichen alone— <br />Fellow of frost, <br />Suckling of stone. <br /> <br />I am for lily, <br />I am for rose— <br />Delicate beauty <br />Trembles and goes.<br /><br />Mary Eliza Fullerton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lichen-2/
