O Faded Rose

O faded rose,

You are a sight to see.

But words of love you whisper to me.

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To the nose you bring no sweet smell,

But on the wind are words you do tell

of love that makes the heart swell.

O faded rose,

Overlooked by many,

Your worth much more than a penny.

O faded rose,

You’ve not lost your glory

and you have a great story.

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without the sun, the moon shall shine no more…

without the sun, the moon shall shine no more….


I like this writing.

It’s poetic. 🙂

Sun, sun go away!

Sun, sun go away.

Don’t come again another day.

I wish you would hide away.

Behind a cloud all morning long.

You can tarry and stay gone.

You are so bright, I wake a fright.

To see you in my room alight.

I hug my pillow close and tight.

But still, I see your light.

Sunrise is way too early to be a fright.

And wake from my nice sleepy night.

The awful sun.

        The awful sun in my backyard.

I am not a morning person, so I wrote this quick poem to display my adverse/complicated feeling towards the sun. I really don’t like the sun waking me up every morning before eight thirty in the morning. However, no matter how I cover the windows, it still wakes me too early. Blinds and curtain don’t avail unless I use ugly thick drapes. Drapes I will not have in the bedroom. I like pretty curtains, so the fight with the sun goes on. Can I ever win without the use of drapes?