Lily of the Valley - Poem
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yellowhordeThese are just some poems from way long ago - some of them are over fifteen years old or even older. Has it really been THAT long?
Well, anyway, as the title says, I kept a bunch of stuff in a cedar chest, you know, photo albums, scrap books, stuff that meant a whole lot to me ten years ago but are now kind of stupid and pointless. I had lost the key and for years the stuff in that cedar chest was forgotten until now. I can't believe I wrote this shit. In hindsight it would seem that I was a very depressed individual, though that doesn't surprise me. But, quite honestly, some of this stuff no longer makes sense to me for I've forgotten the intentions behind some of the poems.
Oh, well. Time marches on.
According to the date, this poem was written in the winter of 1985. This is one of those ones that make you go, "What the hell was I thinking when I wrote this?"
LILY OF THE VALLEY
The sun may rise
The moon will fall
And across the fields
One hears the cries
'I am the lily of the valley'
The song of beauty, truth, and honor
The song that Mankind seldom hears
The song that Man's voice cannot conquer
Happiness, love, hope, joy and cheer
'I am the lily'
'The lily of the valley.'
Well, anyway, as the title says, I kept a bunch of stuff in a cedar chest, you know, photo albums, scrap books, stuff that meant a whole lot to me ten years ago but are now kind of stupid and pointless. I had lost the key and for years the stuff in that cedar chest was forgotten until now. I can't believe I wrote this shit. In hindsight it would seem that I was a very depressed individual, though that doesn't surprise me. But, quite honestly, some of this stuff no longer makes sense to me for I've forgotten the intentions behind some of the poems.
Oh, well. Time marches on.
According to the date, this poem was written in the winter of 1985. This is one of those ones that make you go, "What the hell was I thinking when I wrote this?"
LILY OF THE VALLEY
The sun may rise
The moon will fall
And across the fields
One hears the cries
'I am the lily of the valley'
The song of beauty, truth, and honor
The song that Mankind seldom hears
The song that Man's voice cannot conquer
Happiness, love, hope, joy and cheer
'I am the lily'
'The lily of the valley.'
