To me white lilies signify.
Ceremonies when people die.
The sad occasions we attend
to mourn a relative or friend.
When duty calls we must obey.
Although we’d rather stay away
from all the pomp and the pretence
but hesitate to give offence.
That all must die we do accept
we go to demonstrate respect
and by attending show support.
A vain attempt to give comfort
to loved ones who are left behind.
The dead are deaf and dumb and blind.
The service ends the mourners leave.
Then they are left alone to grieve
in their own time in their own way.
We know there’s nothing we can say
which will alleviate their distress.
Their sense of loss and hopelessness.
To me white lilies signify
ceremonies when people die.
Though later when you need support
most do not spare a single thought
for you except the faithful few
willing to spend time with you.
In the same way they’ve always done.
So that you won’t feel so alone.
They say that passing time will heal
the sore distress which you now feel.
I know too well it isn’t true
That’s why I’m always here for you
A friend on whom you can rely
if you need to talk or cry.
I know what you are going through.
Because my friend I’ve been there too.
White lilies quickly fade away
Good friends do not they’re here to stay.
You are my friend I care for you
and am prepared to show I do.
14-Jul-08
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