I Will Wear Lilies

I have decided that I shall never be without lilies, and in turn, they shall never be without my appreciation.

A very special and wonderful person once wrote a poem about me... and lilies. I love it. It was a caustic, chilling and bitter poem, written after some heated interaction (surely of my own fault). Because it was so beautifully ugly about yours truly, he won't give me a copy of the original--he's a good man and doesn't want my memories to consist of something so negative. So I'll just have to recall what I can.

It was called, "You Will Never Wear Lilies," and the last lines went something like this:

You may someday wear roses,
But you would have looked so nice in lilies.