My "I feel like…" poem.

I feel like a bud of a lily,
that resides in a field of other lilies,
Waiting for its chance to grow and belong.
Where’s the faith?
Faith in me to surpass just a bud and bloom?
Faith in me to be different and have a wild speck on a petal?
I feel like a bud of a lily that’s waiting…

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  • Fegger on May 24, 2009

    True beauty never knows anonymity; while lily, purity personified, will make such choices to prosper in her own destiny.

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