A Discarded Bouquet.
Who can tell how they came to be?
A run to, became flee?
A lover’s lost?An overwhelming, cost?
Perfect Lillie’s who can say?
Love, that became lost along the way?
A proposition denied?
A lover that lied?
Did they belong at a grave side?
Or perhaps for a mother who cried?
A heart breaking fight?
Sympathy for a plight?
Discarded Lillie’s all alone,
Placed or perhaps thrown?
Wither and wilt, wash away,
A beautiful secret, they will stay.