One Ignored

Lilies do not verbally express their want

For your admiration

But dear, look at her colors, do they not

Beckon to you

How do you not see her subtle advances

Look upon her, dear

Reach to understand her

Each petal a memory

Her stem

A representation of growth

But where are you going

You took not even a glance

I fear ye

If I were to

Give you me

How would you be

By Simone Emiline Robinson