Pale Floaty Lilies Poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester

Floating down above,
The swollen ground grave,
With blooming buds stretching,
The darkness that's watching.
They're the pale floaty lilie!

The sorrow is painted,
So dull, o tear tinted,
Flooded with bereavement,
Believed to be meant,
All around the pale floaty lilies!

It came from sand,
Sand of the land,
And it goes six feet in a hollow,
This beneath the willow,
They're the pale floaty lilies!

We loved the tint,
Whose God had a hint,
They lived for a season,
Whose God had a reason,
All around the pale floaty lilies!

The right time ticks,
The chosen human clicks,
Off to stop the breath,
Now that's human death,
They're the pale floaty lilies!