A lily bloomed in my garden
I saw it through my window
It danced with the rain
It sang with the birds
It smiled with the sun
I went away for a few days
When I came back, I saw
The lily started to wilt
It became dry as the autumn leaves
Crinkled as an unpressed school shirt
I went in the garden
I stared at it in sorrow,
The plant never —
Danced with the rain
Sang with the birds
Or smiled with sun
It danced, sang, and smiled —
With me and it was still alive
Within me
Tanvi Jeph is a 13-year-old who loves to write and code. She has always been fascinated by the things neglected by most authors and capturing the small nuances that most don't see.
