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Garden b The Water Lily
The Water Lily
A glorious garden fountain
Plays music on the water
Fresh and crystal clear
It fills my cupped hands like nectar
Winter's ice chokes the pipes
And cracks the cement bowl
The melody is altered
Now played in a minor key
Springtime buds and summer foliage
Autumn's drying, dying leaves
Years finally stop the flow of the fountain
Where today, a water lily bloomed
