Lily's Eggs Over Easy Poem by Howard Camner
Lily's Eggs Over Easy
They make you remember what used to be;
a time when time meant nothing
When love was as pure as Lily's eggs are imperfect
a little rough around the edges
and raw where it counts
They are self-centered
yet generous to a fault
They are the beginning of life
and the end of life
all in one swift motion
Lily's eggs over easy can be hard to swallow
like a bad lie told by an angel
They are the stuff dreams are made of
and the only reason
to wake up
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4/26/2024 8:51:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
as for Lily's Eggs Over Easy.............i sent it to MyPoemList. and when i am long gone, maybe my biographer will stumble across it and stick it in the book of bri. a thoughtful poem to say the least. and one to make me hungry as well. i wonder how you would write this as an essay. so, was/is Lily a real person, as is/was Carmen? ? i DO wonder also, when did time mean 'nothing'? my favorite lines: When love was as pure as Lily's eggs are imperfect a little rough around the edges and raw where it counts..............................thanks for sharing. bri ;)