Lily passed in the night
She did not make it
To the morning light.

Her little body
Moves no more
No hummingbird
To feed, no more.
God’s creatures live to be
And we are blessed
To know and see
For even just a little while.

Go now on our way
And think of her
When hummers hum
And wonder how
She came to be
On the road where
We found she.

Thu sad it be all for now
We shared in magic
For just a little, little while.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011