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(F&R) Stop and Smell the Roses

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posted on Nov, 22 2011 @ 05:16 PM
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Wee Mary made some perfume with some roses from the glen
Shook in a jar of water, whipped and mashed and shook again
She dabbed some here and there, to wrist and neck and in her hair
And people smiled and sniffed the whiffs of roses in the air

She sat her prize upon the ground to play upon a swing
A neighbour's kid did spy it thinking, what a pretty thing
She picked it up, and opened it, and spilt it in a flood
and mingled it with earth to make a rosy perfumed mud


...3 years later

The neighbour's kid made perfume with the roses from the glen
Shook in a jar of water, whipped and mashed and shook again
She dabbed some here and there, to wrist and neck and in her hair
And people smiled and sniffed the whiffs of roses in the air

She sat her prize upon the ground to play upon a swing
Wee Mary came along, and saw, and knew, that pretty thing
She picked it up, took off the top, and put some in her hair
and gave it back to the neighbour's kid... with roses in the air



posted on Nov, 22 2011 @ 07:44 PM
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Nice poetry, got a flag from me, but.....

Your third entry should twist our hearts around. The forgiveness and reconciliation contest entries should have some sort of relation to hurt, pain, conflict with others, or suffering, and how you personally dealt with it, or perhaps what your idea of what that should be. Wee Mary has experienced a trauma in her past? Let's hear about that.



posted on Nov, 23 2011 @ 02:51 AM
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Wee Mary was traumatised over the loss of her perfume. It happened to me once too, and I was gutted. The poem didn't say it because you never know how a child feels anyway. (and I couldn't find a good a rhyme for it, lol) She wanted to smack that neighbour's kid but she had about 10 big brothers, so you don't even go there. But by the time 3 years had passed she'd forgiven and handing back the bottle to the neighbours kid was the child's act of reconciliation. I think they both played on the swings after that and probably made some daisy chains, or maybe some mud?

I'll have another go at something today but think I can only do rhyming things.



posted on Nov, 23 2011 @ 07:30 AM
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*facepalm* Ok, I see now. My bad.

And hey, you do the rhyming thing VERY well. Can we have some more?




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