Impatient Liles

Impatient Lilies

Watching lilies, impatient
As they break through new ground
Cementing their roots
To its’ tempestuous sound

Of the workmen,
Now waking
To tie up their boots

Of the sirens,
now screaming
To be on mornings’ news

Whistles will blow
From the trains as they pass
To disturb your soft pedals
As they cling to the grass

Those bustling nights,
Now constant with screams

Guilts the sweet pedals of innocent white
As they slowly dim to a cowering cream

The emphatic greed,
Your stem now reflects

Destroys the sweet silence
You once lived to protect

Alexandra E. Gulkin

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