Talking To The Lilly That Grows Outside My Window Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Hey beautiful lilly that
Grows outside my window.
Let us talk so I may tell
You how far I went to get
You. I know you do not know
How far I went to get you.

I travelled far out north
To get you. Wondering if
The sapling you came from
Would grow I planted it
Outside my window where
I would not forget to water
It.

As my bad memory would serve
Me as usual the sappling went
Out of my mind. Then one day
Vouila! Like the love of God
There you were looking at me
All the bell shape of you
Hanging down a three foot plant
Like the bells of Saint Petersburg.

That you did not ring like the
Bells did not matter to me. I looked At you and remembered bending
Down in a forest not sure you would
Grow into the beautiful lily you are.

You looked all pink and shaded
And I knew that you would live for
Love had come to my window
And would never leave. I watered
You and ate of your beauty with
My eyes that would not get enough.
You remain in my memory the only
Thing that reminds me of that
Trip to the north.