To My Daughter Elizabeth by Mary Ann H. T. Bigelow | One Poem Only
One Poem Only is a daily ritual: one poem, center stage, just for now.To My Daughter ElizabethMary Ann H. T. BigelowTwo flowers upon one parent stemTogether bloomed for many days.At length a storm arose, and oneWas blighted, and cut down at noon.The other hath transplanted been,And flowers fair as herself hath borne;She too has felt the withering storm,Her strength's decayed, wasted her form.May he who hears the mourner's prayer,Renew her strength for years to come;Long may He our Lilly spare,Long delay to call her home.But when the summons shall arriveTo bear this lovely flower away,Again…
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