LILY OF THE VALLEY - a poem

 

LILY OF THE VALLEY

 

 A glorious convallaria scent

did not

luxuriate beneath the shade

of trees in my garden

when I was a child.

Admiration from afar

I gave

to another's well cared plot.

The perfume drove me wild

when I was a child.

Now I am happy

to plant crowns

in my garden

at this age

I am ...