Wilting

The Tiger Lily

I’m wilting now.

Do not be sad.

My life was beautiful,

Please be glad.

More like me will come.

They will color the world,

Like crayons in a child’s hand.

Remember me for as long as you can.

But when I leave your memories,

More of me, will fill the land.

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