Ljiljana

A poem about my wonderful mother.

It's like a "Lily and an Anna"

That's what she'd always say

But people were used to "Sarah" and "Hannah"
So I heard that phrase replay

Nobody could really pronounce it

So she had to tell them every time

I suppose it bothered her a bit

But in the end, it wasn't a crime

But I was a special one

Because I was created by her

I could say it better than anyone

Without a single slur

To me it was like music

The most beautiful name in the world

Almost as if I'd helped her choose it

For I was her special girl

She is the most beautiful lily in the bay

Truly heaven's expansion

And when I hear the angels sing someday

Her name will be their anthem