Wake up, sweet lilly.
Don’t hang your head so low.
For the world is waiting out there
For you to let your petals show.
You have me to shower you with gifts,
And the sun to give you light.
The world is a great big place out there,
But there is no need for fright.
And for all your wayward ways of past
You sadly do atone
It feels as it shall forever last,
But you are not alone.
You have those who planted, and those who cared,
And those who look upon you each day.
They looked with awe, for what they saw,
They had no words to say.
So don’t deprive the world your beauty,
For soon you will regret.
For as pretty you are (which is pretty by far)
Is not close to as pretty you will get.
So wake up, sweet lily.
Don’t hang your head so low.
For I am the gardener and I have come
To help you grow, and grow.