Water Lily
Zoe
Water Lily
There is a pond
In a place
No one can see.
The water ripples across
The clear pond,
Covered in the leaves
All connected
To one water lily,
Stills.
Quiet, quiet, quiet.
No one can hear
The wistful silence
Of the pond.
The water is cool,
Refreshing, and seems
To sparkle with the tears
Of the pond
That no one can feel.
The water lily
With its fragrant scent
Is mysterious and heartwarming
But there is no one there.
And the water would be
Crisp and cool and sweet
But no one is there.
The pond is
Alive.
But no one
Is there.
And no one
Can tame it.
Author
Zoe
Zoe is in seventh grade and loves to write poetry and fiction. She first started writing and illustrating in kindergarten; her first story ever is called “Spring Is Here.” She still has it. Zoe started writing poetry after reading Where the Sidewalk Ends. One of her favorite poets is Maya Angelou, the writer of her favorite poem (currently), "Still I Rise." When she is not scribbling down ideas on spare napkins, she can be found up in her room playing her saxophone or at the pool swimming laps.