I Stopped to Think

I Stopped to Think

A Poem by Elaenor Aisling

Until I stopped to think

About the breath I breathed

I valued it not

For what it was worth

And saw, nay I did not see,

I felt it to be a thing

To precious to use so often

And so I stopped

And no more air did I waste

But it was a pity

That I did not realize

That beautiful things should be used

Every day,

For how else may we appriciate beauty?


© 2011 Elaenor Aisling

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What a wonderful sentiment. I think this is so relevant for us today- we overlook so much and take for granted the precious things that keep us going day to day. Nice piece!

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Last Updated on June 13, 2011
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Elaenor Aisling
Elaenor Aisling

Limerick, Ireland....I wish.

I am currently a student. I write mainly poetry, a few short stories here and there. I love to read and write. Favorite authors include, Victor Hugo, J.R.R. Tolkien, Tolstoy, Wilde, Alcott, C.S. Lewis.. more..