Love may be eternal,
Love is like a day lily in the peak of the season:
Blossoms in full glorious colour at the break of day,
Absorbing all the suns rays,
And reflecting its splendor until sunset,
Then it dies!
Tomorrow a new lily will greet the world;
Alive, mature, radiant and fresh.
May your passion be as rich as a day-lily.
May your love be ever as glowing,
And daily renewed.