Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Poetry of Old...

'Wilted Dreams'

I desired to grow a beautiful flower~
to be proud of it and say
'I did it myself!'
So one spring day,
I put a seed in the ground
and buried it in dirt.
I watered it and nurtured it
and finally saw a sprout.
On days that passed
it grew so big and
smelled so sweet and pleasant.
I hoped it would live forever.
Then one day
I went out to pick it
to put it in a vase,
but there I found
my flower
had wilted.



25 comments:

Old Kitty said...

Awww how lovely and sad too! May you have many more seeds to plant and many more beautiful blooms to look forward to! take care
x

Brian said...

That's how our flowers often do too!

Tammy@Simple Southern Happiness said...

I pray your dreams will florish as ivy and kudzu do, that way there is no end.

Jules said...

Well that did not have a happy ending, beautiful but no happy ending. At least your flower did not get mauled by the squirrels. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

Donnie said...

That is a lot like life so be sure to enjoy the moment before it is gone forever.

Happy Days said...

Great Post...sorry about your flower! I really like what Donnie said, it's so very true!!!...debbie

Wanda's Wings said...

So beatiful

Daisy said...

Poignant but pretty poem, Tracy. :)

texwisgirl said...

i would have felt guilty growing it, then snipping it off for a vase, so i'd have been relieved it wilted on its own. ha!

Ginny said...

Is this the flower, or just representing it? Oh, I hope it isn't an analogy for your dreams!!! Did you write it?

Munir said...

Very pretty poem Tracy. In India whenever a flower would wilt and die my father pointed to one that was ready to bloom. It was much easier for my family to do gardening as we had a lot of land around our house. Here in the New York, I consider myself lucky if I am able to grow just a couple of small plants.
Every effort counts. So should be proud of yourself.

Arkansas Patti said...

Love your poem and it reminds us not to put all our hopes in one vessel but to plant many.

Bossy Betty said...

A reminder to enjoy what we have!

Thanks.

Talli Roland said...

Beautiful, Tracy, and as Betty says it's a great reminder to enjoy what we have.

Anonymous said...

A nice verse.
Steve, OOTPrairie

Laura said...

Pretty poem. Makes me think that we should appreciate what we have because we never know when it will be gone.
Thanks for visiting my blog! It's nice to find another kindred spirit!

DoanLegacy said...

Wonderful poem, and my irises are in the wilted stage!

Nancy said...

But that doesn't mean it wasn't worth the effort! :)

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

This kind of reminds me of how life is sometimes...gone before you know it....

eileeninmd said...

Wonderful poem and a beautiful flower!

no spring chicken said...

This is sad! Are you having a sad day?

Blessings, Debbie

Julie Harward said...

LOL that is the downside of flowers if there is one! ;D

Susan Fields said...

Nice poem - thanks for sharing!

LV said...

Each of lives has a day that things just wilt away. Just pick up the pieces and go on.

Rita said...

Lovely poem that describes what often happens in life.
Rita