A candle blowing softly in a breeze
reminds me of a clouded moon trying to
come to grips with the evening news.
Life is taken for granted as it's beauty fades.
time washes away the needs and all
that is left is realitiy.
Can you truthfully say,"I smelled a rose today,
I saw the first sprays of spring, through a
Winter storm?"
Did you give an 'I love you' and mean it
from your heart?
Stopped to say hello, to someone you did not know?
Gave a hug just to someone in need?
Where do you fit in this game of life, are you
playing it to the full, or do you stop every so often,
just to smell the dying of the rose...?








Sincerely, Tiger 









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