You left the trail of lily of valley for me to find you,
 'cause you knew they'd take me anywhere.

rabiya-zafar

Lily of the valley

Lilies of the Valley line a possibility path 
They're pushing and poking their way through 
Each crack of pavement endues the math 
Of lumpish lubberly feet, leaving too few 
How I wholeheartedly wish them all well 
And pray the clownish tip-toe around 
For bright lil' bells by their own can't tell 
Who might impose their sacrosanct ground 
So step lightly dear wandering and happy neighbor 
For Spring be for Lillies of the Valley, hard labor