Five dainty lilies bloomed today, on a monsoon morning, on my window sill
swaying tenderly, violet and gay, peeping through a rusted grill
a welcome pause from the morning flurry
tiffins and lunches and all that scurry
with coffee in hand, I mused ..
Oh lillies as time passes and things unfold
They say the globe will warm, glaciers will melt, our lands will flood
the forebodings are grim and the mood is of gloom
and I wonder oh lilies will you still bloom here ,on a monsoon morning, on my window sill ?
Don't you fly away to New Zealand or Canada to flaunt your dainty petals on some far away hill
FOr I will wait here ,on a monsoon morning, with some coffee and an eager quill
