My Lily


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While walking through woodland splendor,

I chanced upon a lily fair

Whose delicate fragrance beckoned me;

I gazed in wonder at the beauty natural,

This small flower whose petals white,

So tender to the touch did bestow;

In my haste, it's loveliness to possess,

Did pluck it unwittingly from its home.

Alas, content not I to have enjoyed

The radiance of my lily growing

Where it would have blossomed on,

I sadly watched the glory exceptional

Of that precious life wither and die

Within a time so short expired,

By my own discontent, destroying life;

My joy thus turned to sorrow multiplied

For the thoughtless sin of selfish desire.

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