Thorns Remain
Blooms fade like errant vagrants
Each fleeting day may rob us all
Take time to breath their fragrance
Be late instead of punctual
If early causes misses
The scent of roses stays with us
Like lovers welcomed kisses
Too late too late when days exceed
Each expectation of success
Take time to smell the roses
That goal is lifes request
Look forward to your future
Your fortune lies ahead
If you'll just smell the roses
As they lay in gardens bed
Expel each breath you breath today
As if each one were your last
Take time to smell the roses
Their blooms too fade to fast.
Corrine Schlessel @ 2015
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