Dusty remnants of youth gone by,
Withered rose now looses her petals
Looking up in despair,
Hint of a wasted life,
Spent passions,
Whistful desires.
Looking for roots in fertile earth
When all is sand and dust.
Searching for an oasis.
Somewhere roots can be laid anew
nourishment can be afforded,
Sun can smile.
She was never a rose to begin with.
Just a tired ol’ eggplant
Trying to find her way.
Thank you to jingle for this award
Thanks to Trisha for this award.
{{giggle}} you surprised me, Shan! thank you!
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“She was never a rose to begin with. Just a tired ol’ eggplant trying to find her way”…This line sums it up. You’re a beautiful writer. Cheers!!
And even a tired ol’ eggplant can lay down roots and begin anew. Great reminder that as long as we’re alive, there’s hope. Thank you.
I agree with Emmanuel’s comment, Shan. You are an excellent writer, and that eggplant line is amazing 🙂
sorry to hear about your mother’s illness…
there are many previous participants,
I try not to force people attend, but I do highly expect them to come themselves…
sorry for not noticing you..
you keep contributing,
I do appreciate you.
http://itistimetothinkformyself.blogspot.com/2010/04/awards-are-given-to-jingle-by-kathy.html
Happy Thursday!
I will place your link in..
😉
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/05/02/poetry-awards-for-week-16-thursday-poets-rally/
2 poetry awards,
2 friendship award…
Happy Sunday!
Happy May!
nice- very nice..