All her life consumed in a dream
dreaming of a city,
the city in the east
where forever life hides,
the city where worry foots not
_worry of today or of tomorrow;
the city with far more beautiful lilies
than one here could just imagine,
she day in and out longed,
longing for the city lilies.
It chanced once at last
and through the woods she walked
up to where the scent of wild lilies
all around enticed her to keep around
and just for a minute she stayed behind
picking and packing wild lilies
and resumed again towards the train
the only train to the city
which just a minute before reaching
left her covered in the smoke moaning
for she was just one minute late,
late for the only train in life.