Stories from my little corner of the world, the South. Some are from the present, some from the past...but all are from my heart.

They reflect my thoughts and views, my musing about the world, and each carries with it a bit of my heart
and soul.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Easter Lilies

The resurrection (or as we call them) Easter lilies are blooming again at Council so I thought I'd post this here. A memory poem from when I was a little girl :)

Easter Lilies
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My belly pressing damp earth

I fidget and angle my camera,


snapping several shots


as around me, Easter lilies tower.




Their slight, sweet fragrance carries me

to another decade...the sixties


where I, as a young tomboy,


with only male cousins, played here.


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I smile at a memory of me

Tackled, prone on my back


playing football, pigskin clutched fiercely.


I fought to prove I was just as tough
.





We played here in this field


beside my childhood home,


clumsy feet trampling the fragile lilies


as I fretted silently about hurting them.




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I stopped, plucking a few to save


and plopped them in a makeshift vase,

someone’s abandoned tea glass.


Then, raced back to the game.





My center position called me,

yet each time I glanced their way


the Easter lilies cheered for me


from the back porch railing.




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I was their savior, their hero

rescuing them from certain death.


They were my salvation~


a girlish link to things dainty and beautiful.



I return here to capture them now,


descendants of those delicate lilies


arising each year in Spring’s wakening


to remind me of the little girl I was.

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Me and a couple of my cousins, Joey & Rusty, Easter 1965. We were just back from church and anxious to change clothes to go egg hunting and then play football ;-)


Rose S. Williams
©Southernstoryteller-2007


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