Sweet Sprout

Tracey and family,
you are in our thoughts and prayers.

The Lily
Ellen Brenneman

We can’t know why the lily has so brief a time to bloom in
the warmth of the sunlight’s kiss upon its face, before it
folds its fragrance in and bids the world goodnight to
rest its beauty in a gentler place.

But we know that nothing that is loved is ever lost, and
no one who has ever touched a heart can really pass
away, because some beauty lingers on in each memory of
which they’ve ever been a part.