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Like The Climbing Rose
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Like The Climbing Rose |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Like The Climbing Rose I have had my ups and downs, sometimes more down than up but rather than see the bleak in things I enjoy my half-filled cup. But let me tell you a little tale of the story of the climbing rose ‘twon’t be a very long story but this is how it goes….. She liked roses, fine and fair as they have a way of scenting air so climbing roses did she sow hoping they would soon to grow. She watered and she tended then carefully suspended her love around the bush. But sorrowfully, no growth. Rabbits came and nibbled like a puppy with its kibble so instead of growing, no the bush became a stick, just so. He looked about him with dismay went to her and he did say “I will get you another one today” silently she shook her head, nay. “If it is meant to be, dear heart, leave the rose base there in part; for if we should have roses fair, they’ll spring forth from that spot there.” Now he, no, he did not believe and figured after a year of no leaves she would ask him to plant once more, never for a moment figuring what there was in store. Winter came, cold, dank and blowing deep in slumber rose’s heart lay glowing, knowing that it had a gift to give knowing that it still had a life to live. That its dear lady did not tear it asunder, silently it waited for spring, then summer, first a leaf, and then some sprigs grew; she looked on, for the lady knew. For good things come when one will wait, it is not for us a time to dictate when things should happen before its time if you have faith, you’ll be fine… Just like the rose, which grew and grew, fragrant blood red roses, who knew? For it was not what was planted long ago it was supposed to be pink roses…so… 26 April, 2000 ©KRJ Sunshine Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
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'It is not for us a time to dictate', so true, Sunshine, thanks for the reminder! This is very beautiful! Denise |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
One of the best compliments is when a reader picks out a special line...thank you denise, for doing that! |
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mariee66 Senior Member
since 2000-01-30
Posts 596Recess, OfYourMind |
'Tis true that all good things come to those who wait~ Loved this poem~ Marie~ |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
There's a simple truth in this poem, so very well expressed and written! Take care, Melissa Honeybee  |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
...and some of us, Marie, have to wait a little longer than others...thank you... thank you for your well expressed comments, Melissa! |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Beautiful , with a vibrant message .... I love this, Sun ..... |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you pepper.... |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
But rather than see the bleak in things I enjoy my half-filled cup. Love it! A lot of good thoughts in this poem, Sunshine.... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Funny but I picked the same lines as Balladeer. Wonderful, one of your best. *L* |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
-Sunshine This held such a positve deep meaning! I really liked this one a lot. Wonderful insight from a gifted poet! amy ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~ |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sunshine~ Such tenacity, the clinging rose. 'That its dear lady did not tear it asunder, silently it waited for spring, then summer, first a leaf, and then some sprigs grew; she looked on, for the lady knew A tender render with much wisdom. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
I have a climbing rose, and it seems the further you cut it back, the faster and fuller it grows, such a hardy plant. Would that we could always be that strong in times of trouble, holding on to that inner strength and never wavering from that path. This poem is wonderful and so close to my heart. Thank you for posting it Liz |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
'Deer, Sy, thank you so much for coming by... Aimster, I blush at your gift... Marge, tenacity is what keeps me coming back, whether my poems are good or not, I've so much to learn... Elizabeth, consider this poem a dedication to you... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
how beautiful...what a story |
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