Fallen Lilies
We will surround you with silence
Like the voices of our children never to be heard again
We will surround you with fallen lilies
Like each of one our children cut mid bloom
We won’t ever know what to do
With a hypocrite’s thoughts and prayers
We won’t ever find anything
In a hypocrite’s concern for grief
But we’ll not match the hardness of such hearts
By hardening our own
We will not meet such hearts with violence
We know too well that path of sorrow
So, we will meet you in silence
Like the voices of our children never to be heard again
We will meet you in fallen lilies
Like each one of our children cut mid bloom
Unlike you
We will do what must be done
Unlike you
We will remember and continue to find days to be thankful for
Mothers rocking babies rocking mothers
Fathers rocking babies rocking fathers
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Harks us back to an old ditty, “Where have all the flowers gone?” Keep well and God bless. e/s
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