Roses

Roses

A Poem by lyss

"Smell the roses"
My mama said,
Frowning, I refused.
How naive the young are.
I should have known my mama was right...
Now I stand here
starring at my life.
Why couldn't I have smelled the roses?
Looking back they seem brighter,
more appealing.


Now I stop to smell the roses.
Mama's always right,
Life is precious
        And I'm running out of time. 

© 2013 lyss


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this is fabulous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! very well done!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


A poem with good wisdom. We need to listen to our elders. Good to stop and smell the roses. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mammas are always right! I, to, wish I had listened to some of her lessons of life. We as adults sometimes miss the simple pleasures of the Mothers gifts. Not only the sweet smell of the rose but the beauty that it can surround our lives with. So here is to all the Mammas who tell their children to take time to smell the roses! Lovely piece. Thank you.

Posted 10 Years Ago


i will always remember the sweet summer that my children learned about the sugar in the honeysuckle, they swarmed the vines like crazed bees . . . lovely lesson here

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on May 6, 2013
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lyss
lyss

Madera, CA



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