My Mawmaw… (arguably one of the most kick ass Southern women till the day she passed) would say:

“Baby girl, fix ya problems… Ain’t NO ONE else gunna do it forya.  Life is hard and it won’t get any easier… So get use to it, sha.”

Miss you Mawmaw… I miss you lots…

MadamChryzl-

A Conversation With Lilly

Photo By: MadamChryzl

I picked a flower for you…

Upon delivery you were not there…

I searched high…

And got low…

Not a trace of you was anywhere…

I rested the lilly down and laid down beside her…

She asked what she was here for and what was her purpose…

I told her that I picked her so that I may show someone my love and my care…

She asked if, “She was love.”…

I told her, “No.”…

She asked if, “She was care.”…

I told her, “Unfortunately not.”…

She sighed and said “I do not understand.”

I explained that she was a gift that I wished to share…

She laid there, beholden to her beauty…

She cried and apologized…

“If I did not possess allure,

You wouldn’t have knocked on that empty door,

If I had not grown through your green matted floor,

You would not be here with me and you would not be longing for more…”

I turned onto my back and stared at the clouds…

“My Dear Lilly, you have brought me beauty, you have brought me oxygen, you have even brought me love and care. You have done more than what I expected. Thank you, I know now what I must do.”

She laid there silently beckoning my next words and their sound…

I must call doctor, and tell him about you… I am afraid his diagnosis might be profound…

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